She was so pissed at him, "What if I miscarry?"
Caught off guard by her counter-question, he was left speechless.
"It's not even three months yet, and there's no guarantee this baby will make it! If you keep pissing me off daily, I can assure you it won't survive." Watching his shocked expression, she felt a rush of satisfaction from her successful retaliation.
He stayed silent, his lips moving but no words came out.
He remembered her hopeless look in the hospital earlier. He shouldn’t piss her off anymore. Because before today, she could have secretly aborted the baby, but she didn’t. She silently endured the painful symptoms of early pregnancy, lost so much weight, yet she didn't abort the baby. She must want to have this baby, right?
He gradually calmed down.
Meanwhile, Violette's emotions also gradually cooled down. She opened her phone, seeing messages from Mike, Odette, and Kylee. She replied to each of them, letting them know she was safe.
Soon, the car pulled into Silverleaf Ridge. Finally, it stopped in front of Violette's villa. The car lock opened, she pushed the car door and got out.
Elijah also got out.
"What are you doing? Get back." Violette, holding her bag, looked at him across the car.
Elijah said, "Let's talk."
"Talk about what?" What was there to talk about?
They just had a blowout, and she was exhausted. She wanted to sleep now.
But he stood rigidly at the villa gate, waiting for her to open it. She walked past him, opened the gate, and stepped into the yard.
He followed her. She felt like she was inviting a wolf into her house.
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