Carrying My Ex-Boyfriend's Heir
ky'
ared into my face as if those
k but only felt my l
ore me, trying to insult me with my baby,
uld be grateful that he's clueless about th
n." His eyes raked my whole and his
me rugged. I tried so hard not to let p
my jaws. "Are you doing this
It's not reve
grateful for my kindness, Lucresia." He ey
t take it
d all my pain and anger in that slap that his c
kindness?! He was just
dly in fury. I wanted to slap h
me again!" He warned me
aid of him at all. I just wanted
d him away and gave him a contemptuous look, "Why do yo
tantly clenched his jaws from gritting his t
ever be the choice." I showed him a sarca
h a "DING", I quickly walk
ch me up. I hoped that w
e was planning, he ch
t's his family who took eve
ash
e jumped off
rd the sudden cry. And before I could raise my
ining the ground. Before the police rushed to check hi
ay present I bought for
et I couldn't hear an
as told that I lost
. Damien and mom tried many ways to comfort me, b
re which turned me i
to face anyone. It was so painful. So freaking painful tha
...B
Checking his messages was his la
iful. I prepared some presents for you a
cheer me up. Even though I might be the mo
nd. He's sweet, caring, a
just need some more ti
ared something for you in the
ile trying to suppress my crie
y attended the burial, right? Did they tell y
s upon hearing my boy
't wanna think negatively, but my husba
he spotlight after my husband's death. We have a huge debt and I
family had met such daunting challeng
Just as I lost my father, my
sorrows and even
to open the door and hug my mom.
y to talk to them? And Damien Green is Lucky's boy
they mean? Was my father's de
n reigning the construction business industry for 30 ye
my father to death so that they
ve it! I need to meet Dam
amien, but met
your house, Lucky.
my cheeks but I qu
ntie, I need to
don't wanna see you hang
mpletely stopped. Tears
t understand. Wh
him, Lucresia. I don
gh my heart like a swor
ad. "I-I don'
ther. "I'll make you unde
ndle our company in the future but he doesn't want to leave. He doesn't want to leave because you're here. The
ns my heart. I don't know
lips together
rt your studies if you break up with him
y palm, accepting my defeat. I'm
ber the conversation betwe
have one q
er chin with
ved with my f-
envelope in my hands. My knees wobbl
alone, Lucky. I don't wanna be i