Stuck On You

Chapter 70 Gina's Plan

"Mom." Chason put his arm around Claire's shoulder and greeted his mother indifferently, "Claire is not

in good health. I'll take her back first."

Gina was a little embarrassed, but with her son around, she could only nod her head no matter how

much she didn't like Claire.

Chason held Claire's hand tightly and said with a doting smile, "let's go." After saying that, he took her

out of the hall of the old villa of the Jiang family under the gaze of everyone.

"Just go back?" Jarred asked as he was surrounded by the crowd.

Chason nodded, "Claire is not in good health. I'll take her back to have a good rest."

Everyone's eyes were naturally focused on them. Those who sympathized with and looked down upon

Claire just now all had an unsuppressed envy in their eyes. In this circle, many people's marriage was

the exchange of interests and complementary, there were very few people who would be together

because of love.

No one noticed Gina sitting in the corner. She stood up with her bag, bypassed the crowd and quietly

walked away. "Go to the Jiang family's cemetery."

"Mrs. Gina?" The servant looked at her in surprise.

A trace of sadness flashed through Gina's eyes. "It's been so many years. Let's go to see Chason's

father."

The servants didn't say anything more, and the sedan quickly arrived at the Jiang family cemetery,

which wasn't very far from the old villa, but this place was very different from the lively villa. The people

lying here were the ancestors of the Jiang family, and they had more or less made their own efforts for

this clan. But now, they had all turned into ashes. They lied quietly here, looking especially sad.

Gina sighed. She had been back for a long time, but she had never been here. She didn't know

whether she was reluctant or not.

"Hanks." Gina gently touched the tombstone, but there was no dust on it. The Jiang family would come

to the cemetery to visit the tombs regularly, which was a rule set by their ancestors. "I'm back."

She smiled bitterly. When she first met Hanks, she was still a twenty year old girl. They met under the

arrangement of her parents. At that time, she was confused and only knew that this man was the

successor of the Jiang family, and she was going to marry him.

Later, she married him in a daze. She still didn't know what love was for so many years. Just as her

parents said, as the daughter of the Gu family, something as illusory as love, she wouldn't understand.

Fortunately, Hanks was really nice to her. The six or seven years they had been together was probably

the happiest time in her life. If it weren't for his brothers, she might have been the woman behind him

for the rest of her life, instead of becoming a cold and heartless woman in everyone's eyes.

After all, after she lost her husband, because she was the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family and gave

birth to a child. Even if she was willing to remarry, in order to get a share of the Jiang family, the Gu

family naturally did not agree with her remarriage. For the interests of the Gu family, she had to be a

widow at such a young age.

Without a husband, in a family like the Jiang family, even with the protection of Jarred, they still had a

hard time. However, Gina was not an ordinary weak woman. She finally made up her mind to leave her

young son in the Jiang family and start her own business abroad.

"Hanks, I have my own business, and our child obtained the right to inherit the Jiang family." Gina

smiled bitterly, tears that seemed to have been endured for decades finally fell down at this moment.

"But I don't have anyone close to me, including our son, who has never treated me as a mother in his

heart."

Was this her retribution? When she was young, she had done something stupid. But for so many years,

she had been suffering for those past days day and night. Even if she had felt guilty and suffering, she

still had to hold on and could not lose.

She did something wrong, and she had to make up for it with countless wrong things. She bit her lips

and wiped her tears hard. "Don't blame me, Hanks. I did this for our son." If there was anything else in

the world worth her concern, that was her son.

"So, Hanks, I have to do it no matter right or wrong." After a long time, Gina stood up, gently took off a

brooch from her chest, put it on the tombstone, turned around and left.

On the way back, Gina's eyes were no longer full of sadness. She put on some hand cream and dialed

a number. "Plan B." No matter what, she would never let Claire stay with her son. Since they couldn't

be separated naturally, as Chason's mother, she had to give it a push.

"Mrs. Claire, there is a package." Claire was drying her hair with a towel when a servant came up with

a folder.

She shook her hair and took a look at the package. She hadn't bought anything recently. "Put it there. It

should be for Chason." Chason often signs for this kind of document. "

"Mrs. Claire, the person who sent the package asked you to sign and open it in person." The servant

put the envelope on the table and left.

Claire wrapped her hair with a towel. Driven by curiosity, she opened the package without drying her

hair.

There was a folder in the package. Claire opened it gently, and a pile of paper like documents fell out.

She picked it up gently, and the words "confirmation of abortion" came into her sight in an instant.

Under the confirmation, it was Chason's signature. She was very familiar with his signature.

Claire felt a sudden buzz in the world. She put down the operation sheet tremblingly, tears streaming

down. Her child was killed by Chason himself!

Why was it him? Claire couldn't believe it. How could the man who loved and protected her be the one

who killed her child? It was their baby!

Was it because the baby might be an abnormal fetus? So he didn't want it, did he? However, Chason

said that they would keep the child!

Maybe it was just a misunderstanding as before? Did she misunderstand him again?

Claire wiped her tears and decided to go to the hospital to see what was going on.

"Mrs. Claire?" Claire rushed to the hospital regardless of the servants behind her.

Claire didn't come back until the evening. The servants of the villa were so anxious that they had to

report this to Chason.

Chason was holding a general shareholder's meeting. When he heard the news that Claire was

missing, he immediately stopped what he was doing and rushed back to the villa. "What happened?"

Claire was fine when he went out. These days, Claire slowly came out of the pain of losing her child.

He was still discussing to apply for an oil painting class for her and let her do what she liked. However,

he went to the company and didn't see her when he came back.

The servant's forehead was sweating and saying in a hurry. "I saw Mrs. Claire run out with a pile of

paper in her arms. I asked Mrs. Claire where she was going, but she didn't reply." After all, she was a

servant. Although she felt that something was wrong with Claire, she didn't dare to stop her. "We didn't

tell Ralph to call you until Mrs. Claire didn't come back in the evening."

Chason hung up the fifty-sixth call to Claire, still no one answered.

A pile of paper? Somehow, he had a bad feeling. "Go and find her! Search around every corner of S This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

City! " Claire, what happened? Why didn't you tell me?

Claire didn't know how long she had walked along the river. She had just recovered. She hadn't walked

like this for a long time. On the riverside of S City, the wind was so strong that Claire couldn't help

shivering. But no matter the pain on her legs or the coldness on her body, there was no such despair in

the bottom of her heart that made her more restless.

She didn't believe it. Although Chason's signature was written on the operation sheet, she still believed

that someone might be framing her again. After all, she had completely given her heart to Chason. She

trusted him. After all these things, she believed that he loved her.

Therefore, Claire went to the hospital with doubts and found the doctor who did the operation last time.

She wandered outside the office for an hour, eager to hear the answer she wanted to hear from the

doctor. For example, the baby was naturally aborted, and she was unable to keep the baby. She longed

for it, but at the same time, she was afraid.

However, when Claire finally plucked up the courage to walk in, the doctor did not seem to be surprised

at her arrival. "Miss Claire, you are here?"

She trembled and handed over the abortion operation sheet. Suppressing her inner emotions, she

asked, "what happened?"

The doctor sighed, "Miss Claire, your husband is not willing to accept this child. From the B Ultrasound,

your child is most likely to be born with a congenital disease. From a medical point of view, I think your

husband is rational to do so..."

"Enough!" Claire couldn't stand it anymore, "why? This is my child! Did you get my permission? Have

you gone through it? "

"B Ultrasound, abnormal..." These words fell into her ears little by little. Instead of being calm as usual,

she shouted at the doctor regardless of anything, "why did you kill my child? Why?" Tears streamed

down her cheeks. She rushed out of the doctor's office and running desperately like a madman, paying

no attention to passers-by.

After all, she just had a miscarriage. Not long after, Claire finally couldn't walk anymore. She squatted

by the river and hugged herself helplessly.

'Baby, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I didn't protect you well. It's your father who killed you. Your father

abandoned you.'

Claire squatted down and cried desperately. Shouldn't she trust anyone in her life? The people she

trusted and loved hurt and deceived her one by one. She was worried before that Chason would be

under pressure because of the baby. So she forced herself to cheer up and didn't want him to worry.

Even if the baby was abnormal, he was still his biological son. How could this man be so cruel? Maybe

she was wrong. Maybe she was wrong, he had loved her, but a man like him, once faced with a choice

of interests, this love was nothing.