Chapter 167

Frederic fingers hesitated on the desk, lost in his thoughts. He hadnt even noticed when the woman had entered the room Out of the comer of his eye, har glanced at Marguerite’s still flat stomach He subbed out his burning cigarette in the ashtray and reluctantly went to open the ndow for some fremai Hetomed around and got straight to the point “Get rid of the baby.”

Marguente felt a shock run through her at the blunt words, making her shiver “What does it matter to you whether I keep the baby or not?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Frederick’s imuon at her defiance was evident. “I brought you back here to take care of the old lady, not for the old lady to take care of a pregnant woman!” Marguente gave a soft laugh. “You think I want to keep it? The child will be fatherless from the moment It’s bom, practically on orphan But I don’t have a choice. I have avere pelvic inflammatory disease. If insist on an abortion, it could threaten my life”

As their eyes locked, Marguerite thought she saw a flicker of pain in his eyes.

Marguerite’s words left Fredenck silent. After a few seconds of quickened breath, she continued.

“In two months, no, a month and a half, our divorce will be finalized and we’ll have nothing to do with each other. Until then, I’ll try to avoid you and not cause you any trouble”

Frederick stood still as a statue, his expression unreadable but it made Marguerite increasingly anxious Having said her piece, Marguerite didn’t want to stay any longer. She forced a smile and excused herself. “I’m going to take care of my grandma.”

She turned to leave, but before she had gone far, she heard the quick footsteps behind her.

The next moment, Frederick had grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the bookcase He held her throat and kissed her lips with a frenzy Marguente’s brain shut down. She tried to push him away, but his grip was strong and unyielding.

Her back against the rough bookshelf caused her pain. The force of his body against hers dislodged the books, causing them to clatter to the floor His kiss was rough and wild, suffocating Marguente She knew he was punishing her, but she couldn’t understand why Suddenly, Frederick stopped, panting heavily and gritting his teeth. “Do you think I pity you, a woman about to be a single mother? It’s what you deserve.” Marguerite was taken aback and tears fell from her eyes She bit her lip, feeling her dignity trampled underfoot. “I told you, I was forced into this!”

“Oh? But you seemed to be enjoying it just now”

Fredenck laughed, a chilling sound “Marguerite, who were you thinking about when you were kissing me? Was it me? Or was it the father of your child?” He released her and without a lingering glance, he turned and left With her defenses collapsing, Marguente leaned back against the bookshelf and sank feebly inch by inch onto the soft carpet. She knew Frederick was trying to hurt her with his words, but she couldn’t find any evidence to prove her innocence Because when Frederick was deepening that harsh kiss, the image that flashed in her mind was of the stranger she had spent that fateful night with.