Todos os capítulos de Why the Crocodile Tears?: Capítulo 311 - Capítulo 320

Hannah froze, unsure how to respond. She sneered inwardly.Did Dominic just say she was the only woman who'd ever made him feel something real?"Men's lies sure do come easily." She scoffed."I'm not lying," Dominic said. "I'm telling the truth. I only ever had feelings for you."Hannah's personality was completely different from those other women who surrounded him. That was what attracted him the most.Those women eagerly sought to please him so they could get what they wanted, but Hannah was different. Despite the deal between them, she never went out of her way to flatter him. She only cooperated when necessary, treating the whole thing like a job.Actually, it was more like a part-time gig because she loved her acting career far more than being with him.Her phone stayed on 24/7 so she could get calls immediately and rush to work. She was a real workaholic.Dominic had wickedly wondered if Hannah would answer a call during their moments of intimacy or if the interruption w

Dominic was momentarily stunned.Quick as a flash, Hannah snatched the phone back from his hand and answered softly, "I'm busy right now. I'll have the nanny pick you up, okay?""Okay." Chloe sounded a little disappointed but still sweetly said, "Bye, Mommy!"Hannah didn't respond. Instead, she hung up immediately, not daring to hesitate for a moment because Dominic's sharp gaze seemed like it could pierce right through her."Whose child is that?" His eyes were sharp, filled with scrutiny and a chill that cut deep.Hannah clenched her fingers tightly. She avoided her gaze and said stiffly, "It's none of your business."Dominic grabbed her by the neck, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "Tell me! Whose child is that?""She's mine! Happy now?" Hannah snapped back defiantly.Dominic's temples throbbed violently. Veins bulged on the back of his hand. Of course he knew that. The kid called her "mommy", after all.But still, he forced himself to keep his anger down and pressed, "W

Hannah had caught the director's favor and won her first leading role in a film because of her natural talent.Unfortunately, it seemed she would never have the chance to appear on the big screen and showcase that talent again.She'd given Dominic her final performance, playing the role of a selfish woman who cared only about profit and was willing to throw everything away, all for her daughter.But it didn't matter. She'd never cared about Dominic's opinion of her. All she wanted was to protect her child. Chloe could never fall into Dominic's hands, or else Hannah truly would have nothing left.At first, when Hannah found out she was pregnant, she hadn't wanted the child. But the doctor said her body was already exhausted from years of intense work, with irreversible damage that made it difficult to have children again. That was why she'd decided to keep the baby.Chloe was the child she'd carried through countless injections and risky months of pregnancy. It had nearly cost her

After that, Gregory poured a glass of warm water and brought over calcium tablets, DHA, and other vitamins, placing them in front of Anathea.She took the pills and swallowed them with warm water. Gregory took the cup from her hand and then used a handkerchief to gently wipe the water from the corners of her lips.Out of the corner of her eye, Anathea caught sight of the embroidery on the handkerchief. She froze for a moment. It was the same handkerchief from before, the one embroidered with the word "Nat".Suddenly, she felt a wave of resistance and turned her face away, not wanting to be touched by it."What's wrong?" Gregory asked, puzzled.Anathea pressed her lips together. She didn't want to waste energy on a mere handkerchief, but the words Shirley had said echoed in her mind."Don't forget, your husband's had his fair share of rumors too. Especially with Ms. Whitman…"Natalie was like a thorn piercing Anathea's heart. She tried to ignore it, but the thorn remained stuck i

The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, spilling into the room. Anathea slept deeply and dreamlessly the night before. The blanket tucked around her felt like a warm, cozy cocoon as she slowly roused from slumber.She was about to get up when she felt the warm breath tickling the shell of her ear.Anathea turned her head to the side, only to find herself tucked in Gregory's embrace. His breathing was deep and steady, a clear indication that he was still asleep.There was practically zero distance between their tightly pressed-together bodies. His hand was on her abdomen, and she could feel the heat of his palm against her skin.Prying his hand off her abdomen, Anathea made to scoot out of his embrace. But the next second, she felt a kiss on her nape as Gregory pulled her even closer to him. He buried his chin in the nook between her neck and shoulder, murmuring hoarsely, "Be good. Let's sleep in a while longer."They behaved as a loving, married couple would in