Loveless Marriage

Just Because You're The Father

"Isabella, you are too modest. Even without Christian, I don't want to miss a talent like you. However, if

you need me, I can explain it to Mr. Smith."

"No need." Isabella coldly cut him off, and showed no mercy, "Don't you want the people to think that

you and I have no relationship, is that not the result you wanted? I failed to capture you Brighton and

became a thorn in my side in your company. I admire you for putting so much effort into this. "

Without waiting for him to speak, she sneered, "I already said, even if you are sincere, you should

divorce the Miss Green first if you want me. Otherwise, don't even mention being ambiguous, you won't

even have a chance."

With that, she hung up and threw her phone to the side.

At this time, in the office at the other side, Shawn Rayleign was holding onto a mobile phone, his thin

lips puckered into a straight line, his deep eyes like an ancient well, cold and chilly.

There was a knock on the door.

The secretary hurriedly walked in and looked at him with a serious expression, "Something happened

in Miss Green."

Shawn's pupils shrank, "Where is she?"

"Hospital."

When Shawn rushed to the ward, he saw the normally noble and exquisite woman lying on the bed.

Her hair was a mess, and her expression was weak without a trace of blood.

His eyes darkened, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

There were other people in the room, including the Sarah’s parents. They all had dark expressions and

a cold aura.

The woman had already woken up. She probably heard the sound and her lifeless eyes slowly turned Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

towards him. Other than being calm, there was nothing else.

She looked at the man and spoke calmly. Her voice was as light as a feather. She feebly said, "Dad,

mom, you guys can leave first."

Sarah's father, Austin, looked as he wanted to flare up against Shawn, but when he didn't say anything.

With a gloomy face and a taut face, he walked out.

Vanessa, Sarah's mother, rubbed his daughter's head and frowned. Walking past the man, she

whispered, "Comfort her."

Only until the sound of the door closing came from behind did Shawn move his stiff legs and walk to

the bedside, "Marry said you fell at home?"

Sarah's face was calm, perhaps because of her pale complexion, but it was even colder. "Yes, I missed

the step when I went down stairs."

When the man heard her light tone, his handsome eyebrows knitted together. His emotions had been

restrained, but he could still hear the endless coldness in her voice. "Sarah, you know what I want to

ask you. Didn't you say that you went to the hospital?"

Only today did he realise that the child in her belly was still alive, but this fall …

Shawn closed his eyes as a trace of deep pain surged from his heart.

"Yeah, I went, but I didn't want to do it after arriving at the hospital, so I went back." The woman said

lightly, her lips slowly curling into a mocking smile, "But now there is no more, there is no longer any

need to be conflicted, everyone is relaxed now."

Suddenly, he grabbed onto her lower jaw and fiercely lifted it, as he said while grinding his teeth, word

by word. "Sarah, are you sure that you don't want to do it, and not use this child as an excuse to do

something?"

The expression in Sarah's eyes changed, her expression was still calm, and the corner of her mouth

slowly curved into an icy curve, "Shawn Simons, I lost. I thought I was ruthless, but it turns out you

were even more ruthless than me."

Shawn's expression suddenly froze.

As he pried open the fingers on his lower jaw, Sarah said indifferently, "I can keep a child if I want to. I

tell because you're the father, and that's all."

With the last two words, her smile was extremely heavy.

The implication was that whatever she did to this child had nothing to do with him.

Shawn's hand that was hanging down curled into a ball as he stared at her.

This extremely pale face in front of him was like a thorn stuck in his throat. It was difficult for him to

breathe, but he could not make a sound.

He suddenly turned around and said in a cold voice, "If the child is gone, then so be it. Since your body

isn't feeling well, then take a good rest. I still have things to do, so I'll come back later."

With that, he walked away. He opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Inside the blanket, Sarah's five fingers were clenched tightly as she stared at his leaving figure without

blinking. Her heart was ice—cold, and she didn't seem to feel the tears falling from the corners of her

eyes.

Sarahs father stopped Shawn outside the door, with a cold expression on his face, "What are you going

to do now? You're still not with her? "

Shawn remained expressionless as he suppressed the chilliness on his body and said, "There are a lot

of doctors and nurses in the hospital, as well as the two of you. She will be fine, I have some matters to

attend to and will be back later."

With that, he did not stop and nodded at the two of them before walking away.

Austin was so angry that he started trembling, and shouted, "Shawn Simons, you stop right there!"

Being shocked, Vanessa looked at the man who was about to leave and slowly stopped in his steps.

Shawn frowned and turned his head, "Mr. Green."

"You should call me Dad." Austin scolded as he aggressively walked toward him. After dozens of years

of fighting in the business world, his might was still there. "What do you mean by this? That's what you

did to your daughter when I gave her to you? "You don't care that she's pregnant, but now that she's

miscarried, you left her alone. Is that what you did to be her husband?"

Shawn looked at Austin and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Director Sarah, you should

know who your daughter is the most. She is so meticulous that she could even find a needle on the

ground. It would be more believable if she jumped down the stairs herself. "

"You!" Austin was so angry that his old face darkened, he almost failed to catch his breath.

"Old Sarah!" Vanessa hurriedly stepped forward to support him, her eyes also glared at him, "Shawn,

she's your wife. Her child is gone, her heart is also in pain, how can you think of her like this? This is

also your child! "

Unwell?

Shawn's lips curled upwards in ridicule.

Her heart would even feel pain?

Without another word, he lifted his foot and left without looking back.

The sound outside was heard clearly by the woman in the ward. Her pale and colorless face was still

as if she had died, and her heart tightened.

In Brighton, Christian returned to the company, and the long—awaited Lexie hurried over, "Christian, I

heard that you moved your work over here, is it true?"

"You seem to be on time for this sort of news." He replied indifferently.

Lexie's smile froze, and she said while following him, "It's not like that, I heard it from my friends at

headquarters."