Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Sandra was tense and angry, while Allen also started giving his daughter exhortation to get an abortion, making her feel even more annoyed.

Harriet felt a pain in her wrist as being held hand in hand by Wesley all the way back to the ward; however, she didn't say any word.

Throwing the woman onto the bed rudely, the rage in Wesley's eyes was obvious.

Molly, who followed behind them in fear and trembling, stood at the door and persuaded infirmly, "Mr. Smith, please cool down. No matter how Harriet has pissed you off, she...she must be unintentional." But Wesley gave her a frosty look, Molly kept silent immediately, and subsequently the door was closed with a bang in front of her.

"Harriet, do you still remember how many years you've signed in the contract?"

Facing the man's eyes as frozen as ice, Harriet was not frightened at all, "Can't I just change my mind? Besides, the media has exposed that Louisa is pregnant with your child. If you don't want to be satirized for being cuckolded after the truth is revealed, then you should marry Louisa..."

Before she concluded her words, the man's big palm suddenly squeezed her slender neck. In an instant, the feeling of suffocation to the point of death struck her again, making her can't help to flinch back in fear.

But Wesley just stroked her neck gently, leaning over, he said slowly in her ears, "Are you afraid?"

Harriet gritted her teeth, not a word passed her lips.

While Wesley gave a chuckle, his voice was breathtakingly deep and made her afraid.

"It's fine if you're scared."

He finally released his grasp of her neck, standing upright and looking down at her.

"You've to bear in mind that your right to use is in my hand, and you're not qualified to leave until the day when I get bored with you."

Harriet was convulsed with rage, and her heart also twitched with pain.

He must be a devil, how could he say this? What did he mean by "right to use"? Was she just a tool that helped him sate his lust?

"What do you take me for? What the hell am I to you?!" Harriet roared heartbrokenly.

There was no warmth in Wesley's eyes, "It seems that you're so sick and don't know anything about yourself."

Harriet clutched the sheet, and even felt hard to breathe. She had never felt so much pain like this before, even in the days after miscarriage and kidney transplantation, she didn't feel down in the dumps and wanted to cry like right now.

"Wesley Smith, I hate you!" She gnashed her teeth and said.

But the man just adjusted his suit carelessly and looked indifferent, "If you want to save Louisa's child, then you must behave obediently."

Harriet stared at him bitterly. Until Wesley walked out of the ward, she only collapsed on the bed like a leaking vent.

"Harriet, are you okay?" As soon as Molly saw the man leave the ward, she immediately rushed in to check the situation, "Mr. Smith he..." "He's just a bastard!" Harriet said angrily.

Molly placed a finger before pursed lips to hush Harriet. Closing the door, she said nervously, "Mr. Smith hasn't gone far yet!"

Having spoken these words she checked Harriet's situation, after making sure Harriet was not hurt, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Alas, you've been together with Mr. Smith for so long, don't you know what his personality is? So you better don't make him angry."

Harriet sneered, "I've been too obedient, so I live without the slightest dignity in front of him."

"Harriet, don't say so, actually I think Mr. Smith loves you very much."

As soon as Harriet heard Molly's remark, she looked toward Molly as if she was looking at a retard, "Love me? Haha, he only makes me feel painful."

"If he doesn't care about you, he won't take you out from Louisa's ward just now."

Molly tried to reverse Wesley's image, but she only received Harriet's ironic sneer, "He brought me out just because I have pissed him off."

If they were not in the hospital, just now he definitely won't let go of her so easily.

Here, Harriet was still aggrieved in the ward while on the other side, Wesley stepped into the Ward No. 203 again.

"I don't want to listen! Anyway, I will never give up this baby. I will not agree to anything you say!"

In the hospital bed, Louisa obviously had freaked out. As soon as Wesley stepped in the ward, she sat up immediately and said with an expectant face, "Wesley, I know that I've let you down, but I'm not wrong and this kid is not wrong too!"

Allen said angrily, "Whether you agree or not, this baby must be aborted! Do you think that Wesley will stick up for you? You've made a serious trouble that disgraces the Smith family as well, you..." "Uncle Allen, if she wants to keep the baby, then let her do it."

Wesley's sudden words stunned all present, only Louisa nodded joyfully after a moment of surprise, "Wesley, I know you're the one who loves me the most!"

"Wesley, what do you mean with that?"

Allen was taken aback as well. No man could actually tolerate that the woman he was about to marry was pregnant with someone else's child. Despite he truly loved her, it was impossible for him to don't mind about it. However, from Wesley's tone, he seemed to really don't care.

Wesley's gaze swept across the lower abdomen of Louisa. Without an apparent reason, it occurred to him that he had his own flesh and blood before as well. But he hadn't felt the feeling of being a father yet, and his two children no longer existed.

Thinking of that, there was actually some softness in his tone.

"I mean, if Louisa insists on keeping the baby, it's not impossible."

Sandra was flustered inwardly, but she still remained calm on her face and said hurriedly, "Wesley, we won't do such a bad thing, how can we let this baby become part of the Smith family?"

Wesley glanced at her indifferently, his tender voice before had vanished and was replaced with ice-cold.

"No matter what happens afterwards, this baby must be kept for now. After all, the rumors are going around outside."

Both Allen and Sandra froze a moment, now only then did they think of the hot news that provoked extremely animated discussion today.

It was well-known that Wesley and Louisa had created a crystallization of love, if the baby was miscarried suddenly, the media would lash out at the Smiths Group even more unscrupulously despite the reason Allen knitted his brows, being undecided.

In his impression, Wesley actually didn't really care how the outside world and media evaluated him, and didn't care about the Smiths Group's reputation, after all, those were things that could be restored by his ability.

In the business world, as long as the ability was excellent, the later stage of clarification and rebuilding the image were just the simple tasks for the public relations department. Unlike the entertainment world, they didn't have to rely on fame and be likable among the ordinary people to consolidate their foundation.

But now...

"Wesley, I understand that you love Louisa, so you come up with such an excuse, but we really can't keep this child," said Allen helplessly but unswervingly.

Wesley squinted his deep eyes, "It seems that you're more willing to sacrifice Louisa's health than the Jones family's reputation."

Allen was put in an awkward predicament, and for a moment, he couldn't find a word to refute Wesley.

He clearly knew that an abortion would result in a great harm to a woman's body. If this child was someone else, he as a father might have relented earlier, but this child...

How could he allow the child created by his daughter and his son to be given birth!

"If you're really not willing to, you've another choice as well," Wesley said indifferently again, "Proclaim that your daughter is not pregnant with my child and after that, you're free to anything."

The color drained from Sandra's face, "How can this be!"

In this case, the reputation of her daughter would be ruined at all!☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐