Chapter 186

"I'll definitely make you fall in love with me again. I'll do very well. If my sister can do it, so can I!"

"Roxanne, why don't you understand? It was a misunderstanding from the beginning. I never loved you!"

"You replaced Joanna. You made me misunderstand Joanna for years!"

Roxanne felt a stabbing pain in her heart. She refused to believe Bruce had never loved her. "Bruce, no matter what, I'm pregnant, so you have to be responsible!"

Bruce took a deep breath, then said coldly, "Get an abortion."

Tears streamed down Roxanne's face. She shook his arm, crying, "No! Bruce, please, let me have the baby! It's our child! Do you really want to kill it?"

"You know what happened that night!"

Bruce thought carefully. It was impossible for him to have slept with Roxanne that night. Even if he were sleepwalking, he would remember something.

"Bruce, are you still suspecting me?"

"Do you still not believe it's your child?"

Seeing Roxanne's distress, Bruce was frustrated. She had threatened suicide before. If he pushed her further, she might do it in the Everett mansion.

"Forget it. Do whatever you want. I'll say this once: you chose this path. Don't regret it later." Bruce left Roxanne and went downstairs. He had always been a cold man; capable of showering a loved one with affection, yet capable of utter heartlessness when the love was gone.

"Bruce, where are you going?" Roxanne chased after him. He had just reached the bottom of the stairs. At the top, she met Margaret's gaze. Margaret, anticipating a quarrel, had been waiting downstairs.

"What were you arguing about?"

"Nothing!" Bruce replied, his gloomy expression softening slightly.

"You're holding your coat. Are you going out?"

"Oh, I remembered some work at the office!" Bruce brushed her off.

Margaret was unconvinced. "It's late. Why not deal with it tomorrow?"

"Grandma, Bruce might be tired. Let me dine with you!" Roxanne offered.

Margaret sighed. "Alright. Let's ignore him and have dinner!"

After dinner, Roxanne went to Bruce's room. He was there, shoes still on, lying on the bed, sulking. Roxanne approached cautiously. "Bruce, are you angry with me?"

"No," he replied coldly.

"I can see you are! Bruce, please don't be angry. What can I do to stop you?" Roxanne placed a hand on his arm.

"I said I'm not angry. Stop bothering me."

"Bruce!"

Bruce waved his hand impatiently, sat up, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. He was truly annoyed.

Roxanne began to sob softly. Previously, Bruce would always soothe her. Now, her tears only increased his frustration. He stood and headed for the door.

"Bruce, where are you going?" Roxanne stopped crying and followed him.

"I'll take you back. You can't stay here!"

Roxanne's heart sank. She hadn't expected this level of hatred. "No, Grandma asked me to move here! If I leave, she'll be sad!"

Bruce stopped and turned, cold. "Roxanne, there's no love between us anymore. Do you understand?"

Roxanne looked at him pitifully, reaching for his hand. "Bruce, give me another chance. Please."

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