Pregnant And Fleeing The Ruthless Billionaire

bed like a knife. When Jodi Holden woke up, he found that the environment around him was st

s ago involuntarily flashed in her mind-her standing at the door of his hotel suite, the thin pages of the agreement in her hand, the words as cold and hard as iron. He sat on the sofa, not even getting up to greet her. He

re he spent the night, not to ask why he could sometimes be so gentle as if he were another person, and som

ul Taylor Company, disappeared a

e silk pajamas scattered on the floor, their ties torn last night. In

e screen was black, with no message notifications. There were no missed calls either. O

email icon. This habit was deeply ingrained-it was a desperate

of her inbox. The sender was not A

hitched in

. She entered the password she was forced to me

d. Just provide the digital signature of the electronic key, and th

ttle her down, so his life could return to normal-or rather, have her completely disappear from his life. She suddenly realized: this was not a "gift," but an act of expulsion.

f the thought when her phone vibrated, rec

had been received i

e marble floor. The amount was too much. It wasn't pocket money, but rather like

and picked up the phone, doing something she had n

finally answered, she could almost hear his annoyed sigh. In the ba

od

sense of detachment. At that

ate the panic that was spreading deep within her. "I

fell. "T

?" The question was s

ruel sound she had ever heard. "As a reward," he said, his voice fl

freeze into a cold liquid in her veins. Her obedience was quanti

word, as if it carried th

It's a bit closer to the office." His impatience wa

rous act was nothing but an insult. He had no idea that she was suffocating

he air seemed thin and me

ded th

nsidered "unacceptable" behavior. Any expression of emo

on the cold floor. The view of Manhattan was before her, the city like a gl

the role of a flawless, obedient lover. She was so per

le marks on her neck seemed to be the marks he left. For the fi

They were actually a "gift" that restraint p

. She needed something to distract her. Work, or anything tha

ncial section was pushed

. Her mood was utterly terrible-a

ylor, will announce his engagement t

t also includes a blurry photo of Armand at a banquet in Monaco, his head sli

t, everything

he money. The so

earing evidence, preparing everything for the new

smile was broken and silent. A tear s

erstood the pri

e end of the deal, but the beginning of war. The battle was far from over