Chapter 2

Everyone froze when they saw me.

Julia was the first to compose herself. She blinked and cautiously asked, “Honey, when did you get back?”

I stared at her. I wanted to see just how low she could stoop.

“Just now,” I said without any emotion.

Hearing that, she let out a sigh of relief. Then, her eyes immediately filled with tears. “Honey, are you asking for a divorce because you think you’ll drag me down with you?

“I don’t care about that.

“The reason I invited Caleb here today was that I wanted him to convince you not to do anything stupid…”

Caleb quickly stood up. He walked over to me and patted my shoulder. He said with a faint smile, “Tristan, don’t think too much about it.

“Don’t worry. From now on, I’ll treat your wife and child like they’re my own.”

His words made me sick. I looked up and stared at him. “If you like taking care of other people’s wives so much, why don’t you go find yourself a sugar mommy?”

Julia’s face immediately darkened.

She pulled away from me and said angrily, “Honey, the moment Caleb found out you were terminally ill, he came here without hesitation!

“He was only trying to help. How can you talk to him like that?”

Helen finally recovered from her shock and quickly chimed in, “Exactly! They’ve known each other for years. If there was really something going on between them, wouldn’t it have happened long ago?

“Are you saying all this because your illness has affected your judgment?”

Julia seemed to notice that something was wrong with me.

She bit her lip, then suddenly grabbed my hand and placed it on her stomach. “Honey, there’s something I wanted to tell you today…”

She looked up at me in excitement. “I’m pregnant! I’m three months along.”

She thought I would be happy.

But I only looked at her in disgust. “Get an abortion.”

“What?” Julia froze. She stared at me in disbelief. “W-What did you say?”

I pulled my hand away and stared straight at Caleb. “I said, get an abortion.

“I don’t want my child to be born and lose its father right away.”

Caleb’s face turned red from anger.

He jumped to his feet and pointed at me. “Tristan, are you even a man?!

“Julia knew you were dying, but she still wanted to have your child! You really want her to get an abortion?!”

Julia panicked. She quickly grabbed my arm. She said in a voice choked with tears, “Honey, are you acting like this because you’re dying?

“I won’t give up on you!

“I want to have our child even more since you’re terminally ill. I want our child to carry on the Johnson family name!”

‘Carry on the Johnson family name?’ I thought.

I looked at her and said, “Is that so?”

She clearly did not understand what I meant. She quickly nodded. “Yes! I even went to a private hospital for a checkup. It’s a boy!

“Honey, you can’t be so heartless. How can you not want your own son?”

Helen felt sorry for her and hugged her. She said, “These days, there aren’t many women who are willing to have a child for a man who is about to die.

“Honestly, if you really care about Julia, why don’t you stop treatment?

“Leave that money for Julia and the child. That way, the child can still feel your presence.

“When the child grows up and asks about you, we can tell him that his father gave up treatment for him. You’ll be a great example to him.”

Julia wiped away her tears. “I heard that chemotherapy is very painful. I don’t want you to suffer…

“Honey, please don’t put yourself through that. Think about it for the baby and me.

“Anyway, I’ll stay with you for the rest of your life…”

She sounded so sincere and pitiful. It almost seemed like she truly cared about me.

But all I felt was disgust.

I pulled my arm away from her again and sneered. “What I meant was, do you really think you deserve to have my child?

“Julia, I’ll say it one more time. I don’t want this child.”

Julia stared at me in disbelief. Then, she took out her phone and called someone.

“Honey, you’ve gone crazy because of your illness!” Her voice suddenly turned sharp. “The child in my belly is the only heir of the Johnson family!

“I’m calling your mother right now. Once she finds out about this, she’ll never let me get rid of the child!”

She pressed the call button.

She did not know that, just moments ago, I had sent my mother the entire recording of their conversation.

My mother divorced my father because he cheated on her.

The thing she hated most in her life was betrayal.

Sure enough, after hearing Julia’s words, my mother’s voice on the other end of the phone turned cold. “How dare he treat the Johnson family’s bloodline like a joke? He really doesn’t know what he’s getting himself into.”