Chapter 895 Tracing Leslie

However, humans were born to have the desire for survival. Hence, Leslie wouldn't give up any chance to escape.

He had dumped Catherine, although she was pregnant with his baby. He had never thought of her at the moment of life or death.

The warm sunshine fell into the windows of the big villa on Platanus Road.

Several maids were watching Catherine. She was relatively free in the house but couldn't leave it. Leslie paid the maids high salaries monthly, so they were arrogant.

Catherine, in pajamas, lay prone on the toilet. With a hand planted on it, she covered her chest with the other while she retched.

She looked pale. Her stomach was turning as if she would throw it up. All the maids were sitting on the sofa, glancing at the bathroom occasionally. However, they didn't look tense or worried.

They all knew Catherine had only been pregnant but wasn't favored by Leslie, so they all looked down on her.

"Why can't she lead a normal life?" a maid rolled her eyes and mumbled, "She became a man’s mistress without marrying him. No good ending.”

"Shall we report to Mr. Eastwood? Will she die if she continues retching like this?" "Right. She's pregnant.” A maid frowned. "If something happens to the baby, we cannot reap the consequences.” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on

for a pregnant woman, but she's throwing up for a long time. It's abnormal.” She

nails and answered, “Why don't

villa, they all wished

After countless

was too busy escaping while

Leslie

he cursed in

annoyed him,

hand holding the steering wheel, he pulled out his phone and tossed it towards

"Stop calling me!"

appeared from

the steering wheels with both hands. His eye pupils flared. Immediately, he stepped on

balance with the loud, harsh sound from the tires, which made

moment, Leslie closed his eyes, reading to die.

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