Chapter 291

He always had a nagging feeling that he should love Annabelle, because she was worth it. Their wild days together—in various hotels bearing the traces of their shared pleasures—proved how much he liked her.

However…

Jeremy frowned. Annabelle gently placed her hand on his furrowed brow. “Why are you frowning again? Frowning every day will give you wrinkles.”

“It’s nothing.”

Annabelle felt nervous. “What if we have a child someday? What would we do then?”

The mention of a child brought to Jeremy’s mind Natalie telling him they should have a baby. Natalie’s hope for a child mirrored his own. Thinking of Natalie caused his expression to change abruptly.

“What’s wrong?” Annabelle saw the sudden indifference in his demeanor, and her heart sank.

Jeremy’s gaze turned sullen. He spoke icily, “I’ve taken precautions. You won’t get pregnant.”

Annabelle’s eyes flickered. “Sometimes precautions fail, Mr. Hughes. What if—just if—an accident happens? Should I keep the baby?”

Jeremy’s face was a frozen mask. He answered almost without hesitation, “Get rid of it. I don’t want a child right now.”

Annabelle bit her lip. He truly was heartless. No matter how she tried, he remained utterly detached and unwilling to relent. Did he really want a child with Natalie?

To Annabelle, Natalie was inferior in every way.

Victor overheard Jeremy’s words and wasn’t surprised. Although Jeremy and Annabelle were entangled, it was clear to him that Jeremy viewed Annabelle as nothing more than a plaything.

Annabelle replied obediently, “Alright, I understand. I know you want to enjoy time with just the two of us.”

She was confident that, with her methods, it was only a matter of time before Jeremy stopped caring about Natalie altogether.

Skylar had been so busy that she lost track of time. It wasn’t until she felt exhausted and headed to the restroom that she realized it was almost the end of her shift. After stretching and wrapping up her work, she prepared to leave. On her way out, she ran into Alexander and Caleb.

Caleb seemed flustered. “Skylar.”

“How’s your leg healing?” Skylar asked with a smile, glancing at his leg.

Caleb took a few steps and spun around. “It’s almost fully healed. I can manage a slow pace. Are you getting used to working here? If Grandpa is giving you too much work, you can quit.”

Alexander turned and gave Caleb a light smack on the head. “What nonsense are you talking about? Do I look like someone who exploits my employees?”

Caleb rubbed his head, pretending to be in pain. “Grandpa, are you trying to knock me senseless?”

Watching them banter, Skylar chuckled. “I’m enjoying my work here. I love everything I do.”