All Chapters of Why the Crocodile Tears?: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

But Gregory wasn't satisfied just trampling on Anathea's dignity. He was determined to take away the last bit of affection she had left. When she resisted, he forced it from her.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, lightning flashed and thunder cracked. Heavy rain poured down, flooding the streets. The trees swayed violently, their leaves scattered and branches almost snapped by the gale.Anathea was like a flower battered by the rain.Her once-beautiful white dress, which had fluttered gracefully as she'd danced in the center of the dance floor, was torn by Gregory's hands. Her carefully styled hair had been yanked loose, falling messily across the couch like crumpled silk."Anathea, you say I don't know how to love. But do that Morgenstein guy and Theo know any better?"He gripped her chin tightly. His voice dug into her like a hundred sharp daggers. He tugged at her dress, tormenting her with every word and movement."Anathea, I've been merciful. I allowed Adam to receive tr

Theo stood in place and watched as Anathea left, his emotions all over the place.…After angrily storming out of the party, Gregory had Dexter drop him off at Drunk Elysium, also known as a high-end red-light establishment in Castenea.True to its namesake, Drunk Elysium offered premium alcoholic beverages along with equally premium female escorts. Upon entering the establishment, countless patrons would find themselves lost in paradise and getting drunk not just on liquor but sweet dreams.And yet, Gregory ordered only drinks as he staked a seat at the bar, downing glass after glass. A group of beautiful women who were drawn by his exceptional looks had already swarmed around him, betting on who would succeed in conquering him for the night.In the end, a stunning beauty confidently approached Gregory and stopped before him. "Hey, handsome. You alone?"She was half leaning over the bar counter, her face covered in a layer of delicately applied makeup. Her sultry, cat-like eye

A long moment passed before Gregory let out a breath and glanced at Adrian. He didn't even notice how unsure and tentative he sounded as he asked, "Am I really allowed to like her?"Was he allowed to like someone? Could he truly express such feelings to someone without the help of therapy and medication?The corner of Adrian's mouth twitched into a smile when he heard this. He nodded. "Of course. Anathea is your wife. Of course you're allowed to like her.""But she's Adam's daughter!" Gregory lowered his gaze. Adam had killed his best friends. Adam was his archnemesis, someone he wished he could kill with his own bare hands."Then tell me, did Anathea kill them?" Adrian asked.Gregory shook his head."So, that means Adam is the only one at fault here. What does Anathea have to do with it?" Adrian probed.Gregory's lips pressed into a grim line as his gaze flickered. However, he frowned a second later and argued, "But she used such despicable methods to set me up and trap me—""

Mateo probed, "So, how far along is Mrs. Sinclair?"Gregory paused. He hadn't gone with Anathea to her prenatal checkups and wasn't sure how far along the pregnancy was, but he could make a fair guess. "I'd say about 12 weeks.""Alright, then." Mateo nodded. "Seeing as she's pregnant, putting her on a drip to lower her fever may affect the baby. It's best if we use tepid sponging instead. I'll also prescribe a few pregnancy-friendly medications."It's important to let Mrs. Sinclair get as much rest as possible for the time being. She'll need to stick to a nutritious diet too. If you ask me, she looks a little malnourished…"Gregory listened closely to what Mateo said and took notes. After that, Jenny brought a basin of cold water. She wet a towel with it and moved to sponge Anathea."I'll do it," Gregory said, taking the towel.Jenny froze and watched as Gregory gently placed the towel on Anathea's forehead. His free hand then carefully wiped down her arm, and he repeated the pro

Anathea's lips pressed into a thin line as she stared at the bowl of oatmeal."Are you worried that I'd poison you?" Gregory asked when he saw the wariness in her eyes.She made no reply, but the look in her eyes said enough. In her eyes, Gregory had already lost all credibility.Gregory ate the mouthful of oatmeal he'd scooped for her to show it was safe. "See? All clear. Come on, start eating. Mateo said you were a little malnourished. Just have a little bit of oatmeal, even if it's just for our baby's sake.""This baby is mine and has nothing to do with you," Anathea retorted coldly, her hand covering her tummy protectively. "You told Mateo about this?""Don't worry, he knows when to keep his mouth shut." Gregory stirred the oatmeal, his fingers trembling slightly after he heard Anathea laying full claim over the baby and denying any sort of participation from him. She didn't even want to share the baby with him at this point and only cared about cutting ties with him.As