Chapter 213

"I just checked. Triton is now under the protection of the Harrington Group, and the stocks have recovered a bit... Whether she has a conscience or not, and whether she shamelessly betrayed you or not, let them be. But when I think about the child in her belly who will be called Rock's father in the future and enter the Harrington family, Mr. Rodriguez, you are so proud. This is a live humiliation to you. How can you endure it?" This was Darcy's true intention.

Lawrence stared at the screen of his computer.

The two eyes were like damp abysses.

Engagement, what an engagement.

He threw himself into the embrace of Rock without any hesitation, and still claimed that nothing happened.

How could he tolerate her for killing, let alone breaking his heart?

He sneered endlessly, abruptly flipping over all the files on the table. The scalding coffee splashed onto the floor, causing Darcy to secretly cry out in pain.

But he didn't seem to notice, as if he had descended into madness. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Darcy, leave."

His voice was restrained.

Seeing that her objective was mostly achieved, Darcy narrowed her eyes at the corner and obediently left.

Lawrence didn't come out of his study for the whole night. He stood by the window, smoking all night.

Deep inside, he laughed coldly. This heartless woman, if he didn't tear her into pieces, his hatred would remain unresolved.

Would the child enter the Harrington family?

No, no one could destroy his pride.

Crushing the cigarette butt barehanded, he felt no pain in his burning fingers. He grabbed the car keys and rushed out.

As her belly grew bigger and bigger, Winnie gradually started having trouble sleeping and woke up early.

The baby seemed to still be asleep, peaceful and quiet.

She pat her belly out of worry, "You lazy thing, you only move when my mood is bad. In a few days, we have the seven-month check-up, I hope you've grown to three pounds."

She picked the ingredients for breakfast, planning to cook for herself.

Approaching seven o'clock, there was a knock on the door.

Winnie got dressed and went to open it, thinking it was food being delivered. But when she opened the door, she saw two bodyguards.

"Who are you..." She didn't finish her sentence before being taken away.

Immediately after, she saw the man leaning against the Bentley. Lawrence had long, perfectly proportioned legs that made his slim-fitting trousers exceptionally appealing.

Everywhere he went, he exuded an air of elegance and handsomeness. His face, at this moment, appeared in Winnie's eyes as icily cold.

It seemed like he hadn't slept all night, with redness at the corners of his eyes. He bowed his head, smoking, not even glancing at her.

Yes, he had said that he would never look at her again because she disgusted him.

Winnie's heart felt like it was pricked by a shallow needle, and the lingering pain made her breath small and weak. In a daze, she asked, "Why are you here?"

Just as her heart skipped a beat,

The man forcefully stubbed out the cigarette butt, waved his hand dismissively, as if he couldn't be bothered to speak.

The two bodyguards immediately dragged her toward the car.

"What are you doing, Lawrence? We're divorced now!" Winnie grew anxious.

Looking into the distance through the fog, he raised an elegant eyebrow and coldly laughed, "No need to remind me."

"Congratulations on your engagement, hmm?" He smirked devilishly.

Listening to that voice, Winnie's body stiffened, but she clenched her fists and the Harrington Group had already released the news. Sooner or later, he would find out.

But who forced her so ruthlessly?

She really wanted to ask him; does he still have a heart?

Winnie lowered her gaze, pursed her lips, and said, "I'm divorced from you. It seems that no matter if I remarry, it has nothing to do with you."

"It's none of my business." He sneered, indifferent and full of disgust.

Yet his gaze grew cold, like the blade of the Grim Reaper, staring at her round belly.

"Run's stomach churned, releasing merciless words, 'But I won't let you, a filthy woman, give birth to this child.'"

"Hold her and take her to the hospital for an abortion."

"...After a few seconds of silence, Winnie finally understood his words. Her heart trembled, feeling as if she had fallen into an icy abyss. She couldn't believe it and instinctively protected her stomach, 'You're crazy!'"

The man turned and got into the car.

Two bodyguards pushed her into the car at the back.

He refused to sit in the same car as her.

Winnie became infinitely terrified and tightly held onto the car door, refusing to get in. She shouted in anguish, "Lawrence, you're so cruel!"

This made Lawrence laugh, a hearty laugh.

A heartless woman dared to ask if he had a heart.

As Winnie saw him acting mad, she finally realized that this was real. She suddenly shouted, "Olivia! Olivia! Come out quickly, I don't want to abort our child!"

She was forced into the car, and the vehicle quickly sped away.

In the apartment, Olivia and Laura heard the noise and immediately rushed out. They saw Lawrence personally driving away in the Bentley.

They both had panicked expressions.

"Has Lawrence gone mad? The child is already seven months old. What's wrong with him?!"

"Quick, Olivia, we can't stop him. Call Benjamin, Jeremy, Bryan and ask them to come too!"

Laura went to start the car and yelled loudly.

At the hospital's obstetrics and gynecology department...

The abortionist, who had been arranged in advance, waited by the operating room door.

Winnie struggled desperately, but she was still grabbed by the two bodyguards and dragged into the operating room, falling beside the operating table.

She had a pale face and was covered in cold sweat. She struggled to get up.

Olivia and Laura arrived quickly and confronted Lawrence.

Olivia pointed at him and shouted, "Lawrence, aren't you a human? That is a living being, your child! Let Winnie go, release her!"

The man's action of smoking was cold and stern. His facial expression became indistinct, but he forcefully pushed Olivia away.

Raising his head, his gaze icy like a glacier, he commanded, "Take her up."

"Lawrence, you can't do this!" Laura yelled, attempting to rush into the operating room.

Winnie was lifted onto the operation table and restrained by the bodyguards.

The doctor removed her clothes, spread her legs, and she trembled with fear. In panic, she pleaded, "Laura, save me..."

Laura was also quickly escorted away by the bodyguards.

Just when they were completely helpless, Benjamin Jeremy rushed over!

"Mr. Rodriguez, calm down! Regardless of everything, the child is innocent!"

The two of them stepped forward, trying to stop him. Jeremy caught a glimpse of an uncontrollable flame deep in the man's eyes.

He sighed deeply, "You can be angry at Winnie and Rock's engagement, but this child is also your own flesh and blood, Mr. Rodriguez. You can't kill your own child."

"You will regret this, Mr. Rodriguez!!" Benj [shortened due to the character limit]

"Regret?" He sneered.

His gaze was like that of a person in hell, swallowed by endless darkness. He pointed at the woman who had stabbed him in the heart, "The thing I regret the most is meeting this woman, allowing her to conceive my child, giving her countless opportunities to hurt me."

"Mr. Rodriguez, I know you couldn't accept Winnie and Rock's engagement for a while..." Jeremy whispered, knowing that he had lost all reason at the moment.

"How could I not accept it? I'm already divorced, and her promiscuity has nothing to do with me. I'm just here to deal with this tainted bastard."

Every word he said pierced Winnie's heart.

She tightly clutched her stomach, hoping the baby couldn't hear.

But the man's mockery continued. His bloodshot eyes stared at her exquisite face with endless hatred. "Want to live with my child and the adulterer? Let me tell you, dream on, Winnie. Just because he has a mother like you, he doesn't deserve to come into this world!"

Winnie's heart was numb.

How much did he detest her to not even tolerate their child?

Not deserving to come into this world...

How could a father speak such heartless words to an unborn child?

Or maybe it was because he had Darcy now and was eager to get rid of this child?

Regardless, Winnie's heart turned cold. In this moment of awakening, he not only didn't want the child, but he also wanted to kill him!

Insanity couldn't be described otherwise.

She lifted her mournful eyes, devoid of spirit, and knelt before him on the operating table. "What do you want me to do to spare the child?"