The car stopped directly in the garage a beautiful turn.
From the reflection of the mirror in the car, he saw the bag and documents left on the backseat. Beau Wright frowned slightly, and his long and sturdy body crossed the seat. He stretched out his long arm and pulled up all the packages and test sheets.
He glanced at the three words "Harriet Smith" out of the corner of his eye and was a little curious. He looked at the test sheet and browsed it.
Then, his deep eyes were fixed on a few words. Suddenly, his expression changed...
That day, in front of him, she drank the contraceptive pills brought by her assistant...
Therefore, there was no reason for her to get pregnant. But at this time, he had the test sheet checked by the hospital, so there was no doubt.
Or was she playing some tricks?
With a frown, Beau Wright clenched the test sheet with his big hands, narrowed his eyes, took out his mobile phone, and dialed it.
While Harriet Smith was still lost in her thoughts, her phone suddenly rang. Harriet Smith was so scared that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
She picked up the phone on the bed. When she saw the number on it, her heart beat faster and she couldn't even hold the phone.
It was Beau Wright's call...
He must have seen the test sheet...
Trembling slightly, nervous, she hung up the phone with a slight shudder, calming her heart that was beating too fast
However, the screen lit up again, and the phone rang again in the quiet room.
She still didn't reach out to take it. She just held it. After waiting for a long time, the screen went dark.
She heaved a sigh of relief. She knew very well that she had to make a decision as soon as possible regarding the baby in her belly.
Whether to have it or to abort...
There was a gap in the door of the room. She could clearly hear her mother's happy laughter and the tender voice coming from the TV.
When she put her hands on her belly, a subtle change occurred in her heart.
He was integrated with her, and his blood was still flowing in her body, which was so wonderful.
Was she going to kill the child in her belly?
The doctor's words came to her mind again. Her uterus was too weak. If she aborted the child again, only to be afraid that...
Afraid that she would never have a child in the future. There was not a child who would revolve around her, calling her mother and holding her legs to eat candy.
For a woman, was that kind of life still complete?
As she was lost in her thoughts, that thought became more and more clear and positive. The sense of urgency that had made her mind confused and caused her headache suddenly disappeared.
"You have a new text message. Please check it out."
As the crisp and sweet female voice fell, she opened it. "Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, a cafe at Blvd Venice !"
There was only one sentence, dry and simple, as if he was giving orders to his subordinates.
This style was just like the aura emanating from the man, frivolous, elegant, and irresistible.
The corners of Harriet Smith's mouth curled up slightly. She was surprised to find that she could still laugh out loud. Perhaps it was because she had made up her mind that she could be so relaxed.
She tapped the phone screen with her fingertips and sent a word, "Okay!"
Her heart was as clear as a mirror. Even if she could not avoid him, it would be impossible.
How could she escape from his power in Tranton? There was nowhere to hide!
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