Female NovelRespecting Vera’s wishes, Rena refrained from further inquiries.
She added, “Let me know if you need any assistance.”
Despite Roscoe’s wealth, Vera and he were not legally married. Rena did not wish for Vera to endure any mistreatment or feel compelled to seek financial support from Roscoe. Vera was deeply moved by Rena’s words, fighting back the urge to weep. Putting up a facade of composure, she responded, “I’m fine, truly. If any dire circumstances arise, I will confide in you.”
Abruptly, Vera hurriedly terminated the call.
Within the confines of her modest apartment, Vera stood face to face with Roscoe,Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
His countenance was clouded with displeasure, teetering on the brink of fury.
Resentfully, he interrogated Vera, “This is our child, isn’t it? How could you unilaterally decide against having the baby? Haven’t I showered you with love?
I even took you to Rebert’s wedding where all my family members were there! What is going through your mind? Are you planning to abort my child? Will you reconcile with Joseph and embark on a joyous life with him?’
Tears streamed down Vera’s Face, her expression wrought with anguish.
Amidst her tears, she sobbed, “How could I ever reunite with him?”
Gazing at her intently, he asserted, “You just fear of tarnishing my reputation, Vera. But If I have the audacity to share a bed with you, I care not for what others may think of me. Joseph is the one who erred, not us. Our love is genuine. Am I mistaken? If Joseph hadn’t broken his promise, we would have been wed long ago… Your hesitance merely stems from your concern that I may not be able to marry you. Let me assure you, I vow to spend my life with no other woman but you.”
“His voice brimming with intensity, he added, “If you dare to terminate this pregnancy, I will shatter your legs, ensuring that you can never leave me for the remainder of your days.”
Vera’s tears flowed more fervently, overcome by her emotional turmoil.
Roscoe yearned to say more, yet his eyes welled up as well. Tenderly, he embraced the woman in his arms.
“Do not weep. I will stand by your side, no matter the circumstances. You must carry this child to term. Its existence is a testament to my tireless efforts every night. You cannot deny its existence.”
Vera’s face was stained with a cascade of tears.
A week passed.
Zack stepped into Rena’s office, his presence commanding attention.
Rena tossed a stack of documents his way, commanding, “Take a look at these.”
Zack opened the documents but his interest waned swiftly.
Born into wealth, he had dedicated his life to the pursuit of women and cars, harboring no passion for business operations. If it weren’t for the necessity of dealing with Waylen, he would have long departed.
Unperturbed by Zack’s disinterest, Rena remarked nonchalantly, “Our music studio caters to an exclusive clientele. I intend to allocate a special area for a grand automobile exhibition. You will oversee this project… However, given our lack of renown, they may be reluctant to collaborate with us.”
With a dismissive gesture, Zack carelessly tossed the documents aside.
Chewing gum nonchalantly, he snorted derisively. “First, you wanted me to peddle coffee and now you’re suggesting I sell cars. Will you have me sell my own body next?”