âThatâs my business, Martin Weiss. As long as you promise me these two things, Iâll give you Nelsonâs custody!â She stepped back, putting distance between them.
âSince you think of Nelson as a burden, why wait three months? I can take Nelson right now,â he said.
âNo!â She shouted the word from her throat in a sharp voice. It was as if someone was trying to take her life. âMartin Weiss, I only want three months with him. Canât you even give me three more months to be with him?â
âThree months?â he sneered, âSince you donât want your son anymore, why are you so persistent in demanding these three months?â
She bit her lower lip tightly. Moments later, she said, âIf you wonât give me these three months, thenâ¦
Iâm not giving up custody.â
He looked at her thoughtfully. âYou came here to tell me these all of a sudden. Did you suddenly find someone to marry and want to start a new life? Is that why youâve changed your mind and want to give up custody?â
She was silent and said nothing.
However, her silence was tantamount to acquiescence to him!
Suddenly, he felt as if a thorn had pricked his heart, and it was growing longer and sharper, causing him constant pain.
âWhy donât you tell me who youâve fallen for? Maybe Iâll give you some money as a gift because you loved me so much and gave birth to Nelson,â he said sarcastically.
âMartin Weiss, just tell me whether you agree to my terms. The rest are my personal matters. You donât have to bother with them.â Kyla Corbyn took two more steps back to distance herself from him.â
However, his footsteps continued to approach her. Soon, he drove her against the wall. âPersonal? Is the man youâve fallen for as good as me? He probably doesnât know about your past and how you used to throw yourself at me in bed, right? He also doesnât know where youâre sensitive and where you have moles⦠Why donât I tell him when Iâm free?â
Smack! A slap suddenly rang in the room. The air seemed to freeze at this instant.
Martin Weissâs face was slapped sideways, while Kyla Corbynâs hand was aching badly.
âI just⦠slapped him!â Kyla Corbyn held her hand tightly.
âMartin Weiss, you wanted to get even with the Corbyn family because my father jeopardized your family, so you got back at me in your own way. I have nothing to say about that. I was silly to have fallen in love with you. I couldnât tell the difference between sincerity and insincerity.
âI donât blame anyone but myself for not having seen through you earlier. But I was sincere when I loved you. I loved you with all my heart and soul, so why would you insult me like this?
âMartin Weiss, you know what? By saying that, youâre not only insulting me but also yourself. You never loved me and wanted to retaliate against me, but you still slept with me. What does that mean? Were you selling your body to get revenge? And I didnât even pay for it!â
She glared at him and spoke loudly.
Martin Weissâs eyes darkened, and his thin lips were almost pressed into a straight line. It was obvious from the expression on his face that he was mad. However, when he heard Kyla Corbyn say, âI loved you with all my heart and soulâ, a complicated gleam flashed in his eyes.
All of a sudden, Kyla Corbynâs body shook. Her pretty eyebrows furrowed, and her face suddenly turned pale. She covered the upper right part of her abdomen with one hand while she bent slightly. Large drops of cold sweat began fo appear on her forehead.
âWhatâs come over you?â said Martin Weiss, recalling that he had seen her like this before.