Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 680

Chapter 680

Joanne was seen leaning on the stone table with her head hanging lowly. Edwin was only able to see the side of her face from that angle and could not see her expression at all.

Her wispy figure made her look like an abandoned kitten; lonely and helpless.

It was winter, yet she was leaning on the ice-cold stone stool and table after she had just taken the abortion pill?

Did she really think she was that strong and healthy, or had she fallen asleep on it?

Joanne leaned on the table, grimacing. Her eyebrows knitted tightly together as she looked at the time, noting that it was past three-thirty in the evening.

She took a deep breath, in and out, and realized that she could not go through with the procedure.

If only Catelyn was with her.

She was still deep in her thoughts when a figure appeared at her side, effectively blocking the sun rays shining on her.

Joanne instinctively grabbed her face mask and sunglasses to put them on, but before she could do that, a man grabbed onto her wrist.

"Joanne Winters!" he snarled through gritted teeth.

"Present!" Joanne responded almost immediately, like a reflex.

She then looked at Edwin and was stunned. Her expression twisted together as if she had just seen a ghost.

"M...Mister Atherton?" she stammered. "It's you! Are... you here to see the doctor, too?"

Edwin noted how her lips trembled, her face paled, and felt her hands cold. He suppressed his anger and took off his jacket to put it on her.

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

Joanne felt the sudden warmth from the oversized jacket. As the jacket enveloped her petite body, the air surrounding her was filled with the scent of his cologne.

She looked at him, shocked. "Tell you what?"

Edwin pursed his lips together and glared at her, as if saying, 'Go on, keep acting.'

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'Did he know about the pregnancy?'

It was to be expected since he was the boss of a female celebrity after all.

Joanne bit her lip as her round almond eyes looked down on the ground. "Don't worry, this won't affect the company's image," she spoke. "I've already-"

"Who gave you the permission to abort the baby before discussing it with me?" Edwin's hand had formed into a fist.

Abort? Hold on. Why did she have to get his permission?