He Regretted Kicking Me And Our Babies Away by David Ellison

Chapter 188 You’re Tricking Me

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Her voice trembled. “I’ve never been someone who gets to have things like love or a family. Those things are too far away from me. They’ve always been out of reach. My whole life has been filled with hardship. This child… it wasn’t plained, but it’s here. Nash won’t daim it; h

doesn’t want it—but I do. I accept it, I want it, and I will raise it. If I ever have a child with you I want it to be because we love each other, not because of some scheme. David…” She took a shaky breath. “Do you understand?”

His fingers slowly moved upward, brushing against her lower lip. “Are you seriously talking to me about love? Caroline, don’t you think that’s a bit ridiculous?”

“I’m just reminding you–without love, there shouldn’t be a child.”

David’s tone darkened. “And what, you and Nash–was there love between you?”

“No. But the child is already here.”

“Then get rid of it! And carry my child instead!”

her tears finally breaking free streaming down her face. “You’re lying to me, David Aren’t you? You’re just trying to trick me, sweet–talking me into giving up my baby by promising me a dream–a beautiful future that’ll never happen… And once I’ve lost the child, you’ll turn your back on me, won’t you?” Her voice cracked with the weight of her emotions. “By then, my baby will be gone, and I’ll have nothing. And what can I do about it? I don’t have the power to fight you… David, please, don’t do this. I’m begging you. Whatever you want, I’ll do it. If you want a divorce, fine–I’ll go to Ms. Harper myself. It’s my fault, not yours. I was never meant to be part of the Ellison family. I don’t belong here. I’m not worthy. I won’t hold onto the title of Mrs. Ellison… I’ll leave. I don’t deserve this title. I’ll walk

wrist, trying to

But he didn’t move.

streamed down her face, dripping

think I’m deceiving you?” David let out

fell with restrained anger, but halfway through, he suddenly

force shook the entire

gasped, gripping the sheets

Maybe I didn’t phrase it right. What I

cut her off sharply. “You

meeting his gaze

was how it was going to

wasn’t like this was the first time she had

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You’re Tricking