Chapter 322 If You Donât Love Me, Iâll Get Revenge!
Elizabeth pondered. Mr. Ellison is everythingâa tall, handsome man of power and wealth, worth billions. What woman wouldnât be tempted Andrew⦠he is just my backup plan, a last resort I have no choice but to accept.
âGet some rest.ââ
With those words, the hospital room door slammed shut.
David didnât even glance back. There was no hesitation, no concern for her at all. Elizabeth stood frozen in place, her expression slowly twisting with resentment.
âEven after knowing Iâm carrying your child, you still treat me like thisâindifferent, distant, completely detached. You never cared about me. You could never love me! Good thing I only lied about being pregnant to keep you around. If I really were carrying your child and had to watch you treat me this way. how much more painful would it be? David, you pushed me to this. If you had shown me the slightest affection, even a little care, I wouldnât have ended up with Andrew! You think I didnât want to have your child? You never touched me! No matter how many times I tried to get into your bed, you rejected me. Youâd rather slash your own arm, leaving a deep, ugly scar, than be with me! So donât blame me for any of this! Hahaha⦠since you treat me this way, Iâll make sure I carry Andrewâs child instead. Letâs see how you feel raising another manâs baby while wearing a foolâs crown. And Carolineâsheâs the one carrying your real child, but you keep calling it a bastard! David, if you donât love me, Iâll make you pay for it!â
Elizabeth muttered to herself, her expression growing unhinged.
With a cold snort, she kicked off her high heels, yanked at her dress, and collapsed onto the sofa.
She wasnât really pregnant. She could wear whatever she wanted.
-Her gaze fell on the high heels beside her, and just as she raised her foot to kick them away-
The door creaked open.
Andrew slipped inside, catching the scene before him. He bent down and picked up the discarded heels.
âWhatâs with the tantrum?â he asked, amusement flickering in his eyes. âDid these shoes do something to offend you?â
Examining them for a moment, he smirked. âTheyâre beautiful. I like them. Keep them on. I bet itâll make things even more interesting later.â
A suggestive klint flashed in Andrewâs gaze.
Lately, he had been coming to Elizabeth every night, indulging himself in pleasure.
Tonight was no exception. Right on time.
âYou like them?â Elizabeth let out a cold laugh. âWell, someone else doesnât.â
âWho? David?â
âThatâs right.â
Andrew slipped the heels back onto her feet, then yanked her into his arms. âHis loss. A woman like you, and he turns you away? Guess I get to enjoy what he threw away.â
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Chapter 322 If You Donât Love Me, Iâll Get Revenge!
He was utterly bewitched by her.
Elizabeth knew too many tricks, always leaving him completed, delirious with pleasure.
Where did she even learn all this?
Probably studied up to seduce David. Too bad for himâAndrew was the one reaping the benefits.
Finished
Andrew kept coming back for two reasonsâone, to make sure Elizabeth got pregnant with his child as soon as possible. And twoâ¦.. because he simply enjoyed it.
Why let a good thing go to wastel
âYouâre awful..â Elizabeth shot him a playful glare, her eyes brimming with seductive charm. âHow do you have this much energy every single day?â
âI just have to see you, and I do.â
But tonight, Elizabeth wasnât in the mood. Irritation flickered across her face.
âLetâs take a break today. Iâm tired.â