See You Never, Mr. Lamont by Coral

Chapter 173 Self-Inflicted Sentimentality

Responsible? Responsible for what?

Claudia’s breath hitched, and she chuckled, “No need, we’re divorced…”

“The child must always have a father,” Edmond said astonishingly.

Claudia’s heart ski pped a beat, her lips stiffened, and she asked, “What?”

Her panicked appearance resembled a startled little rabbit, with the pure and frightened eyes of a deer, constantly

dodging as if she had done something guilty.

She was rarely seen like this.

Edmond chuckled softly and suddenly had mischievous thoughts: “The apparent meaning.”

Did he know?

Claudia’s expression became blank, and in that instant, many words of refusal echoed in her mind.

Just at that moment, Edmond said again, “So many people want to be a father, one more won’t hurt, right?”

He paused for a moment and a mocking smile curled up at the corner of his lips, “Does this make me the

responsible man in your heart?”

Upon hearing these sarcastic words, Claudia did not get angry, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, as long as she doesn’t compete with her for the child, anything is

fine.

“I misspoke earlier, you are quite responsible,” Claudia’s lips curled into a smile, her crimson lips tantalizingly

attractive. “As long as you’re responsible to others, that’s enough. We are a thing of the past. Also, the child won’t

have a father in the future.”

When Edmond heard the words “there won’t be a dad,” his heart suddenly felt like it had been pr icked by a needle.

Claudia laughed loudly, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes, and her whole body exuded rejection.

There was no father, why was there no father?

Wasn’t that wild man Pedro, nor Horace?

With the sudden change in my mother’s attitude and her recent panic, an answer came to mind effortlessly.

“The child was mine.” It is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

Edmond’s eyes were filled with mysterious waves, his voice trembling and lingering. In an instant, his eyes lit up in a

terrifying way.

The child was his, if it wasn’t his, the mother wouldn’t have given her all the property.

Nervousness and excitement filled Edmond’s chest in an instant, as a smile curled up at the corner of his lips,

allowing his smile to bloom freely.

“It was mine… How nice.”

“No,” Claudia interrupted his daydream, “It’s not yours.”

“Isn’t it?” Edmond stepped forward, squinting his eyes, and suddenly grabbed her wrist. “Then let’s go ask the

doctor, how many weeks is the child, when did you conceive, and whether it’s mine. We’ll know once we calculate

it.”

He was certain that the child was his, the one conceived on that night.

Upon hearing that he was going to take her to the hospital, Claudia quickly broke free from him and exclaimed in

panic, “Edmond, don’t force me!”

Upon hearing her h oa rse roar, Edmond’s heart softened, and he let go of her hand, gently asking, “Why didn’t you

tell me that you were pregnant?”

What’s the point of telling? Can it change anything?

Rosalie existed, and her grandmother’s death was also real.

Seeing his unusually happy appearance, she lowered her eyelashes and felt a twinge in her nose.

If it weren’t for Rosalie’s interference, and if grandma were still alive, they would have surely looked forward to the

arrival of this child together, and this child would have lived in a family without hatred or calculation.

Unfortunately, there weren’t so many “what ifs”…

From the moment of divorce, the child no longer had a father.

She had been foolish once, it was impossible for her to be foolish a second time.

She bit her tongue hard, and the pain slowly woke her up.

She raised her eyes lightly, with a slight smile on her lips, and casually

sneered, “Don’t be so self-delusional.

Edmond’s smile froze on his face.

Her words were like reckless blades, slicing through the tranquil air, and piercing his heart mercilessly.

Claudia glanced at him with a cold and sarcastic tone, saying, “You and Rosalie conspired to kill my grandmother.

You are my enemy, how could I be pregnant with the child of my enemy?”

Her beautiful face was adorned with a faint smile, and in her dark eyes, there was no trace of emotional

fluctuation, only coldness and

detachment.

Edmond stared at her eyes intently, not missing any of her subtle expressions, but he noticed her gaze was sharp

and indifferent, filled with deep hatred.

His thin lips twitched slightly, and it took him a while to regain his voice, “I don’t believe it.”

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you.” Claudia coldly took a few steps back, chin lifted, cold and resolute. “If I really were

to be pregnant with your child, don’t doubt it, I would immediately have an abortion, I wouldn’t let it be born at all.”

At the words, Edmond suddenly raised a wall of ice around him, and a burst of anger surged in his eyes.

Did he make her feel disgusted by insisting on aborting their child?

Edmond emitted a deep and chilling laughter from his throat.

“It was me being overly sentimental.” His eyes turned crimson in an instant, his eyes filled with a murderous rage.

“Claudia, don’t forget, it was you who strayed first, and it was you who first mentioned

divorce.”

“My grandmother treated me well, I would never be ungrateful enough to conspire with outsiders to kill her.”

“Remember what you said today.”

In his icy voice, there was a hint of trembling, and his whole body was filled with gloom.

Claudia bit her tongue hard, forcing back the tears.

A cr ack opened deep in the heart, and the cold wind rushed in, making it feel cold and painful.

As he walked away, the scorching hot tears finally streamed down.

My stomach ached faintly.

She covered her chest with her hand, took a few deep breaths, but inhaled a gust of cold wind and couldn’t help but

cough.

“Since you can’t bear to let go, don’t torment yourself,” Waldron walked over and sighed softly, “He is the child’s

father, aren’t you afraid the child will resent you in the future?”

Claudia wiped away a tear and shook her head slowly, “It’s his choice to decide who he wants to recognize, and I

won’t interfere, but now is not the time.”

Grandma’s revenge was not avenged, and the peach blossoms around Edmond did not cease.

She didn’t want to reminisce about his tenderness anymore, nor did she want to turn back at this moment.

Waldron nodded and tapped her forehead: “Even if he doesn’t have a

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father, he still has an uncle to protect him.”

A warm current swept through, Claudia smiled through her tears and said, “From now on, I’ll leave him to you.”

The heartwarming scene of the two people caught the attention of someone on the second floor.

Eileen stood by the window on the second floor, her lips curling with a hint of coldness.

Her excellent listening skills allowed her to hear everything that had just happened very clearly.

Claudia had to find out whether her child was really Edmond’s.

Fortunately, Claudia and Edmond had a deep hatred for each other. Given the situation, it was impossible for them

to reconcile.

Eileen finally breathed a sigh of relief when she confirmed that they would not remarry.

As long as they didn’t remarry, she had a chance.

The biggest difference between her and Claudia was that she was a person of Enigma. This identity made all the

wealthy businesses in Wyvernport want to win her over.

Marrying Edmond was not difficult as long as one had the help of Enigma.

Eileen’s lips curved upwards.

Thinking about Claudia’s failed attempt to invade the phone, her brow furrowed slightly.

She took out her phone and sent a message: “Check Claudia’s

background and the origin of the child in her belly.”

There is no person that Enigma cannot find, and there is no secret that Enigma cannot uncover,

Only after clarifying Claudia’s identity could she proceed with confidence to the next step.