A deep icy voice sounded, “Why are you crying?” When Leah turned to face the voice, she
discovered Han had been standing by the window the entire time. Unlike her depressed
look, Han’s expression was cold and menacing. The man did not seem to be aware of the
importance of tact as he said in disdain, “It doesn’t matter if you refuse to get an abortion.
Seems like its fate that the child will not live.” Han’s callous and harsh attitude left Leah
startled. He was, after all, the father of her child. She started to feel a bout of hatred for
the cold-blooded and ruthless man. Leah’s eyes were bloodshot as she clenched her fist
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttightly and yelled, “Han Howard! Do you even have a conscience!” Han raised an
eyebrow, feeling amused at Leah’s accusation. He ridiculed, “You are responsible for the
death of our child. Who else can you blame?” Leah’s expression darkened when she heard
Han’s hurtful words. She sat still and her body went limp and lifeless. Although Leah was
only in her twenties, she looked dull and lacking in energy. Han was irritated by Leah’s
dejected state. He warned, “I’m giving you one more day to pack up and leave. Molly will
be moving in soon and you had better be gone by then. Or else, I promise to make your
life a living hell.” Leah now saw Han in a different light. She looked him in the eyes and
asked, “Do you love Molly?” The woman waited for a long time but received no response.
After a long while, Leah gathered her remaining strength and plastered a forceful smile.
Then she said firmly, “I hate you, Han Howard!” Leah had clearly given up hope on the
man. Han’s gaze shifted, but his frosty expression quickly returned. He hissed, “Think
whatever you want.” Anger welled up in Han’s chest when he noticed that there was no
longer any trace of warmth in Leah’s gaze. Instead, her eyes were filled with hatred. The
man thought to himself, what gives her the right to hate me? Han scoffed and walked out
of the room with Shyanne following close behind. Once they arrived at the study room,
Han sat down and reached inside the cupboard for the lighter. He lit the cigarette and
inquired without looking up, “What’s going on?” Nothing could escape the notice of a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmshrewd businessman like him. Shyanne broke into a sinister grin that contrasted with her
sweet and innocent face. “Aren’t you glad that the bastard is gone?” Han frowned and
pursed his lips. “Stop this nonsense!” Shyanne’s eyes widened in surprise when she
sensed Han’s anger. She warned, “Have you fallen for that woman, Han? Don’t you dare
forget why Dad died!” Han stopped flickering his lighter and bit on his cigarette. His stoic
eyes fixed on Shyanne as he said sternly, “Nonsense! How can I fall for my enemy!”
Shyanne pursed her lips and protested, “I didn’t see you mistreating her in the past three
years. You even allowed our enemy to bear your child.” The man turned to look out of the
window. “The pregnancy was an accident. It doesn’t matter now that the child is gone. Our
plans will not be affected.”