PURSUING MY DIVORCED WIFE

IA'S

ilia. Whose child is i

pregnancy report in his hands, the vein in his forehead

then heard a murderous low laugh from him, and my l

over me. "I have never laid my hands on you, nor have I fou

really doesn't remember "Please, you have to be

eave me no choice." My heart stopped a

d me on both sides as they lifted me from the ground a

I promise you. Please don't do this," I

lt like a weight suffocating me. I instantly felt nauseous, and a

d blinding fluorescent lights; my eyes fought

immediately became ragged as I realized where I was The

rocedure shortly, I promise it will be painless," the lead doc

h me until Tristan gets here," I panicked as I held my stomach

ces at themselves, a foreboding feeling settling in. Ju

he didn't even look at me. His eyes swept over the medical te

is hospital for you all to move like snails. H

by his command, probably threatened by Tristan's presence,

he doctors held me down. I looked over to Tristan, b

age and this is what

ngth in me. Tristan held his hands

e, Emilia?" h

y lip until I tasted copper, trying to f

hat godlike face of his, making him seem domineering. "You

nfused, not underst

mother trap me into marrying you. You cunning snake." He said it with so much d

el City three years ago, and Tristan suddenly agreed to marry me, so why is h

uld react to this evidence" Tristan brought out a bunch of pictu

my eyes widened at its content. I checked the ot

e day before she left Axel City, and the others showed me wi

me, but luckily someone had intervened. The angle the p

s is ... I ca

e all real, so you understand why every word yo

adly wanted to explain, but knowing he wasn't going to

word of his first love over t

child. How despicable, Emilia. I'm glad

w. Lara had set me up and sent those pictures to Tristan, so of course he

o lose my baby this way when

ill couldn't see through me. What happened to all my years of dedication an

baby turns out

ld want to have a baby with you

n a slightly louder one, then it became

ven Tristan had creases on his forehead as he stared down at me, but I didn'

ear, that even a three-yea

ll abort the child,

d. "How dare you try t

calm my raging heart. I could feel my inner turmoil, my che

get a d