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Say You Will Be Mine novel Chapter 19

Samuel had his hands clenched into fists behind him, his whole body shaking slightly.

His handsome face was cold as frost.

“Are you really going to push me like that?” He said, expressionlessly.

Matilda looked over with the same indifference and repeated, “I want Aaron to take care of me.”

Her tone was calm, but Samuel heard determination inside.

She was determined to die if he did not agree.

Silence fell again in the ward.

It was only when Matilda thought that he would have her tied up and warned her not to mention Aaron again that the man standing at the door of the ward moved.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. His face looked tired, as if he was finally getting tired of this confrontation, and he spoke with his low, husky voice echoing through the room.

“I can promise you Aaron will come and take care of you until you have the child, but you must swear that you will never see the child. Get away from me and don't let us see you again.”

At this point, he paused for a moment, looked deeply at the pale woman in front of him, and his emotions flooded in, “Matilda, do you still want it?”

Her heart gave a sharp jump, and then fell slowly down.

She would no live to see that anyway

She said softly, turning her head.

“Ok.”

On the day Aaron arrived, it was drizzling. Matilda was pushing Samuel's hand to embrace her. She got out of the car step by step holding her belly. And then a man in black came to support her.

She lifted her head slightly, and the soft face she remembered appeared before her.

Aaron smiled at her with a palpable distressed face. “I'm sorry I'm late.”

Matilda shook her head and let him help her into the house.

“Mommy!”

Rebecca rushed over, excitedly calling for mommy.

After discovering Aaron by Matilda's side, her small face was full of joy. However, when she saw Samuel with dark face behind, she shrank her neck consciously and pulled Aaron's sleeve faintly.

Bad uncle was even more horrible today.

She remembered that Samuel wanted to throw her into the water and tugged at Aaron's sleeve nervously.

Aaron held Matilda with one hand and Rebecca’s small hands walk into the door with the other.

Make himself at home.

There seemed to be something in Samuel's throat. Standing at the door, looking at the harmonious scene inside the door, he suddenly felt that he was the redundant one.

He held tense jealousy in heart. He slammed the door behind him, as if to let off steam all the rage he was about to unleash.

At this point, Aaron lived in Samuel's home. They were both embarrassed.

Seeing that the date of the birth was approaching day by day, Matilda's condition was getting worse and worse. She often fainted for no reason. Fortunately, Samuel didn't come back this time, otherwise her illness could not be hidden.

“I'm going to talk to Samuel.”

It was late at night and Samuel had not come home.

Since Aaron came to live at home, Samuel rarely came back, and even when he did come back, he only met her in a hurry, even without talking to her.

This feeling had become such deformity.

Aaron eventually found Samuel in a bar.

He seemed to be in good mood. He had a hot girl in his left arm, and was playing with a group of people, shouting so loudly that the ceiling of the box was almost lifted up.

Aaron frowned as he entered the box, where the smell of alcohol and tobacco mixed with the smell of cosmetics and perfumes, making him sniffle uncomfortably.

There was silence in the box the moment he came in.

“Go on!” Samuel patted the dice box toward the table and shouted with lofty aspirations.

When he had finished, he found that the whole box was quiet, and a very distinct voice came from the door.

“Have you had enough?”

He squinted and looked up at the door, where Aaron was standing, looking impatient.

He grinned, tossed the die box on the table, and a clever girl came up to light his cigarette.

He took a puff of smoke, squinted at Aaron who had been standing in the doorway, and said, “Why don't you go back to take care of the pregnant woman? What are you doing here? Help your mistress to catch her husband?”

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