My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1634

Ian gazed at me coldly, as if he had been frozen in ice. He was so indifferent that it was frightening. I'd never seen him like that before. I was horrified, feeling as if I was skating on thin ice, and couldn't say a word.

He knew me too well. For Monique's sake, it was indeed very difficult for me to refuse, but I couldn't convince myself to agree with him. Whether it was me or Hendrix, we had never thought about letting Anne be second to someone else. Ian didn't trust me.

Ian took my silence as a sign of agreement. He stood up and said indifferently, "I'll come for Anne in a few days. Please pack her daily necessities."

After saying that, he was ready to leave. I couldn't help but stand up and call out, "Ian."

I clenched my fists and pursed my lips. I was determined to refuse him. "I won't let you take Anne away. She's my daughter."

Ian stopped in his tracks. He looked back a little and said, "The one you're pregnant with is your daughter. Do you know who was the one who hurt Monique and caused her to bleed out? It was one of Valerie's drivers. She did it to Monique. I saw it when Valerie and Pedro came to you. If Hendrix had not switched you and Andrea, all this would not have happened. Monique would not have died..."

He tried to put up a strong front, but he choked up. "I don't know what you guys want by forcing me and Valerie together, but there's one thing that I'm certain of. When Valerie found out that you were her daughter, her attitude changed dramatically. When you have your own daughter in the future, Anne will definitely be able to feel the difference in how you treat her. You chose to forgive Valerie, and then you chose to have your own children so quickly. You should let Anne go. Monique's life ended so early, I won't let Anne take any risks again."

Monique was killed by Valerie?!

I froze on the spot. My blood ran cold, and pain came from all over my limbs as if they wanted to drown me. There was a faint pain in my lower abdomen. I subconsciously reached out to clutch it, unwilling to believe. "What are you talking about? Didn't you tell me that it was just an accident? Also, when did I force you to get along with Valerie?"

Upon hearing this, Ian turned his face and looked at Hendrix bitterly. Then, he examined me and snorted. "So you've no idea. Great. You all are so selfish, one more than the other. Really the perfect match."

Just when I was wondering what he meant, Hendrix suddenly went mad, and he got up and punched Ian in the face. Ian was knocked to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and wiped it.

Hendrix glanced down at him. "Get lost."

It seemed that Ian did not want to have a fight with him. He got up, patted his clothes, and walked out. "I'll be back in a few days. I must take Anne with me."

The two men's actions made me depressed. At this moment, I was agitated by his persistence. I clenched my fists and shouted in the direction in which Ian left, "You have your own child as well. Why do you question me like this?"

Ian had reached the door when he suddenly stopped. He remained silent for a moment and then answered without looking back, "I'm different from you. Both Monique's and Silvia's children are the same to me."

After that, his dejected figure quickened his pace, and he walked out.