With his eyes on her pallid face, Kevin felt his heart ache as the words of apology he had prepared to pronounce were struggling to make their way out of his throat.
In the end, his initial intention resolved to crumbles. "It doesn't matter anymore."
"Ha." Anne's lips curled into a feeble sneer. She wanted to stand up for herself, but on second thought, it didn't really matter indeed. In ten months, she would divorce him, and everything related to him was losing significance.
Feeling suddenly tired and sick of seeing him, she turned around and sighed faintly. "You can leave now. I need some rest."
Her indifference made Kevin's heart ache even harder. He opened his mouth, but couldn't find the strength to tell her how he felt. "Have a good rest."
As he walked out of the room, mixed feelings were starting to come to the surface. He should have been overjoyed. Instead, all he felt was anguish and gloominess.
In an attempt to make sense of his feelings, he raised his hand before his eyes, noticing that it wasn't shaking and his vision was unclouded. Then why was he feeling like that? He was going to be a father. He was going to have a child. Why was he unhappy?
Most importantly, he was about to break up with the woman he was sick of.
Lifting the corner of his mouth into a slight smirk, he admitted to himself, 'Kevin, you should be happy.'
Then he strode away, his eyes returning to their usual sharp and cold expression.
Silence engulfed the room where Anne and Sam were now alone.
Trying to wriggle away from under her blanket again, Anne was stopped by Sam once more. "What do you need? Tell me."
In an emotionless and blunt tone, she replied, "I want to get out of here."
On the pathway in the front yard of the old house, Kevin was standing before Ruth with a gelid expression on his face.
Glancing anxiously at Cherry, Ruth faked a commiserative voice as she apologized to Kevin. "Mr. Kevin, I bumped into Anne by accident. I didn't know that the water would spill out and fall on Cherry."
With her hand teasing Kevin's arm coquettishly, Cherry barged in promptly, "Kevin, don't take it to heart. It was just a petty accident that shouldn't affect the amicable relationship that everyone enjoys. I like Ruth very much. I don't blame her."
At this time, Anne happened to be downstairs, witnessing the scene.
She had stopped in her tracks upon noticing that Kevin was there. But then, she strode past him as if she hadn't even seen him.
As he watched her passing by, Kevin interrupted his discussion with Ruth and ran after Anne at once. "Where are you going?"
"Home," without turning to him, Anne uttered that one word in an icy tone.
Kevin followed her closely, keeping an attentive eye on her steps. He was afraid that she could trip and fall down if she wasn't careful enough. "I'll drive you there."
Cherry's face clouded over at the sight of Kevin escorting Anne so thoughtfully. Trying hard to suppress her anger, she fixed Anne with her lips pursed tightly.
Ruth raised her eyebrows and leaned toward Cherry subtly. "In ten months, she will leave Mr. Kevin for good."
As to calm herself down, Anne took a deep breath before answering Kevin. "No, thanks. I have a driver."
Still following her closely, Kevin didn't seem to mind her tone. "I'll ask the driver to go home." Without warning, Anne stopped walking and turned her gaze toward Kevin. With anger gleaming in her eyes, she spoke spelling out her words. "Are you afraid that I will hurt your child? Don't worry. I also want to divorce you as soon as possible."
At her words, Kevin halted abruptly.
With his almost 1.9 meters of height, he was a tall man, but now he felt small and insignificant.
He took a step back and hissed angrily, "It's good that you understand."
For a second, color drained from Anne's face. She turned on her heels and left without a word.
Watching her walk away, Kevin felt rage boiling up inside his chest. At last, he shouted through gritted teeth, "Cherry, let's have a party to celebrate that we are getting married in a few months!"
His intentionally loud voice reached Anne's ears, making her shoulders tremble slightly.
Sam had seen everything, but he chose not to say a word. Keeping his head low, he walked beside Anne quietly.
After getting in the car, Anne sank in the backseat with a sigh. She let her eyes drift on the scenery outside the window. The city was rather lively even at night. The streets were full of couples walking hand in hand, talking and laughing cheerfully. Shifting her gaze, she looked down at her belly.
Flat as always, there was nothing unusual about it. But she knew that a little human being was starting to grow inside of it.
Without the burden of the contract weighing on her, she would have been happy to be a mother. Sadly, that was not the case.
"Prepare some fresh food for me and send it to the Grand View Garden. As soon as possible."
The sound of Sam's voice brought Anne's attention back to the present. "I don't feel like cooking now," she pointed out in a tired tone.
The Grand View Garden was where she lived. She thought that the reason why Sam had just bought food was because he wanted her to cook it herself.
"You need to eat something. The baby needs it." Sam's voice was calm and steady as usual. "I'll cook for you."
'Baby.' The look in Anne's eyes changed suddenly. She started feeling a little irascible. Without replying, she turned her gaze to the window. Her mind was a mess.
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