Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love novel Chapter 192

Phillip took a deep breath and stared at Melinda. His face hardened and his voice was deep and cold, with his usual calmness.

However, if one listened carefully, one would find the quiver in his voice.

"Mother, what are you talking about?"

Melinda's expression was sorrowful as she rushed over to grab Phillip's hand, her eyes turning red.

"Phillip, I have let you down. I didn't expect that you would ... This is my fault."

Phillip's hand clenched into a fist. He looked at the gloomy face of the graceful and dignified woman. His eyes were filled with intense hatred.

No wonder Ann suddenly insisted on breaking up with him and pressed him with her life.

Phillip lowered his head slightly.

Half of his face was hidden in the shadow, so was his facial expression.

Only his jaw was set firmly.

"Why wait until now to tell me?"

His voice was low, cold, and emotionless.

Melinda looked up and saw the utter coldness in Phillip's eyes. Her heart lurched. There was a trace of guilt and panic in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

"I was being selfish. At first, I wanted you two to be siblings. You have been apart for so many years. I didn't expect that you would..."

"Ever since I found out that you two were in love, I've tried to find a way to protect you two from getting hurt. I don't want any of you to get hurt. When you said Ann was Carson and Jackson's mother, I realized how wrong I was!"

Her throat felt tight. "Phillip, it has come to this. We have to take it. No matter how much you hate me, I'm okay with it. But you and Ann cannot be together. I'm begging you. Just let go of her."

Phillip stood up straight. Under the light, he was like a sword, flashing with a cold and sharp light.

He compressed his lips so tightly that they went white.

In the face of Melinda's crying, he remained unmoved.

He looked at the woman whose face was covered with tears. Tears had smudged her makeup. A faint smile touched the corners of his mouth.

He let out a sneer.

It was also like a sneer of self-mockery.

He shook off Melinda's hand and strode out of the dressing room.

Melinda sat on the ground, watching Phillip leave.

She stopped crying, stood up, and sat in front of the dressing table, wiping away the tears on her face.

A moment later, a beautiful face appeared in the mirror. The sinister plum blossom mark around her eyes was shining brightly.

Melinda put down the eyebrow pencil and lowered her eyelids.

The fact that Ann was Carson and Jackson's mother had really startled her.

She thought, 'Hilda had spent so much effort to play the long game.'

'It can't just be that she just wants them to become a laughingstock or to make them give away their power.'

Melinda did not believe that Hilda was truly dead.

Because Hilda was a calculating woman and couldn't let herself die in vain.

Melinda thought, 'She hates me so much. She must be somewhere and plotting something.'

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Phillip walked out of the TV station. The sky was full of dark masses of clouds.