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Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 65

Hearing her straightforward answer, Shawn’s mouth twitched. His eyes were filled with anger. He glared at her, but following that was a strange smile that appeared on his thin lips.

“No wonder you don’t want to take anything from me. Joye, do you think that Yvon can give you more than what I can give you?”

His sarcastic tone and evil smile made Joye feel as if she had fallen into an icy-cold pool, her entire body froze from the inside out.

She let go of the hand that was on her belly and for the first time, there was actual hatred in her eyes. “It doesn’t matter what other people can give me. You, Shawn, don’t deserve to be the father of my child at all!”

"That’s why my child is gone!"

Joye’s heart ached as she bit her lip tightly. Her body was trembling slightly, but she still stubbornly stared into Shawn’s eyes. “That’s right, the child is gone.”

It was as he hoped, after all. The child was gone. What else was there for him to be dissatisfied with? From now on, he could accompany Vivian and their child happily and without any worries.

As she was deep in her dark thoughts, her cheeks suddenly hurt. Shawn’s slender fingers pinched her cheeks as if he was going to rip the skin right off her face. “Joye, who do you think you are? I don’t care about it at all.”

"Ha!"

Her cheeks hurt, but she laughed out loud. "Of course, you don't care, Mr. Richard. You have a happy family."

They were so happy that their happiness was enough to break her heart from across the street.

The anger in his heart seemed to be suddenly extinguished by a basin of cold water. The anger in Shawn’s eyes receded quickly, and he loosened the grip on her cheeks. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down twice before he finally spoke.

"You are right. If it weren’t for you, I would have been happy a long time ago."

After he said that in a cold and arrogant voice, he no longer looked at her. He turned around and strode away.

"Joye."

After Janina locked the door, she ran to Joye to help her.

Joye was leaning against the wall and gasping for air. “Is Shawn insane? He is clearly the one in the wrong!”

“Janina, I just want to sleep for a while. Is that okay?”

Joye looked up, her eyes filled with tears. Shawn was right. The three of them would have lived happily together if it weren’t for her.

Janina had never seen her like that before and she stuttered, “Of… Of course, let me help you.”

......

After he left the apartment, Shawn drove his Rolls-Royce madly and sped through over a dozen red lights. The pedestrians were so scared that they all scrambled to avoid him, afraid of getting knocked down by the crazy driver.

When Vivian heard the roar of the car outside, she hurriedly ended the phone call she was on. Through the French windows, she saw the face of the person who was getting out of the car, and she smiled.

Joye’s situation went much smoother than she had expected.

The moment the door was pushed open, Vivian walked towards the door and spoke caringly, “Shawn, what happened? Why does your face look so pale?”

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