Chapter 1

Zach's POV

It was frighteningly quiet in the jeep.

After a long while passed, I opened my mouth and forced out these words. “Why do this to me?”

I felt my vision turning black, as if there was a pair of invisible hands squeezing down on my throat. It hurt so much that I could not breathe.

When she saw that I was losing it, Belle forced me to stop driving and wiped my tears away. “When my sister passed away, she didn’t leave behind any children. Harry won’t have anyone else in his life, so I have to give him a baby, but this is my last chance at pregnancy. If I abort the baby, we still won’t get to have a child of our own. If I give birth, I can have the child call you his father. Make your choice.”

Every single one of her sentences was forcing me into a dead end. I did not even have the strength to clench my fists.

Just a moment ago, she had thrown herself into my arms and imagined a future with us being a happy family of three. Despite being the head of a research center, she was so excited that she cried. “We’re finally going to have a baby! I’m going to hand you my entire salary in the future to take care of the house, and I’ll raise our child into an outstanding person!”

Then, a few hours later, she told me that the baby was not mine. I raised my fist in anger, but in the end, I still lowered it.

“You crossed the line, Belle.”

Belle did not try to defend herself, nor did she lose her temper. “Let’s just go home. I’ll make dinner for you.”

She said it in such a relaxed fashion while helping me buckle back my seatbelt, as if that conversation had never happened.

However, I flinched away as she grazed me, like a ghost had touched me. Her face started turning blurry in my eyes due to my tears.

When she had a miscarriage last time, I felt so guilty about it that I got severely depressed. The doctors could do nothing about it, and Belle had to pull strings and hired foreign doctors to treat me.

For countless days and nights, she endured my emotional outbursts and brought her work back. When I remembered how much of a loving relationship we once had, I could not help but ask, “You said before that you wanted to have a child with me. Are you breaking that promise?”

My extreme reaction drained her patience away entirely.

“I’m not forcing you to accept the baby!”

“You are!” My voice was as hoarse as sandpaper.

Belle was stunned. Just then, someone rushed over. “Ms. York, Mr. Grant hurt his legs while working! You need to send him to the hospital!”

Belle’s expression changed, and she pushed me out of the jeep. “Walk back home. You might as well calm down while you’re at it.”

Then, the jeep sped away with her not even sparing me a glance.

I fell on the road and tried to get back on my feet, but I still could not stand up.

After a long while passed, I walked back home with a muddled head and went to the landline I seldom used. Once I picked up the phone receiver, I called a number.

“Hello, I’d like to join the team to help Tubo.”