He Regretted Kicking Me And Our Babies Away by David Ellison

Chapter 167 The Brooks Family Sold Me

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David looked at her again. “Isn’t your child the result of you seeking out the man you loved after you knew you were to be married into the Ellison family as a decay bride?”

“No, it’s not like that,” Caroline shook her head. “I don’t have the cunning or the courage to do something so risky. Besides… I don’t have a beloved man anymore

She raised her hand, clutching the corner of his shirt, her lips pale and her face even whiter.

“In fact, before I was sold to you as a decoy bride, I was sold once before.”

David’s eyes narrowed slowly. “Sold once before?”

mouth was bitter. “And it was still the Brooks family who adopted me

believe. “How is that possible? How could the

family had offered a dowry of five billion dollars to

family not be satisfied? How could they dare to price Caroline clearly and sell her to

“Yeah, I thought the same at the time. How could the Brooks family dare. Five billion dollars couldn’t satisfy their greed; they wanted more. And weren’t they afraid of retaliation from the Ellison family? Maybe they thought, since you, David, were a dying man, you wouldn’t amount to much. Even if you married me, I would just be a decoration, a mascot, and you wouldn’t even see what I look like. That’s why they were so bold. After all, nobody expected you to suddenly wake

at the time, only knew that a good day had been chosen and the Ellison residence would send a car to pick me up. On the wedding day, I got into the wedding car in my bridal gown, everything

slow, still choked

kept her eyes

t

I could hear people talking outside. It was clear. That was when H found out that all this was arranged by the Brooks family. They had already sold my virginity at a clear

was that night that I got pregnant. I didn’t think to take emergency contraception; I thought it wasn’t possible to get pregnant so easily, because it was just that one

Caroline’s eyes were misty with tears, “now you know, that’s how

turned ashen, full

possibly