Millionaire In Love With Me

Having said that, it’s pretty obvious what’s going on.

The paper in Yoona’s hand snapped to the floor, and she stumbled a step, her body going limp and falling straight to the floor.

She was frozen as if her soul had been taken out of her.

“As for the child in your womb, who is the father?”

Morris asked as he placed one hand in the pocket of his pants and held a cigarette in the other, flicking the butt at the ashtray.

Scared out of her wits, Yoona looked up woodenly, “What … child? The child of course, of course it is yours, Morris. You can’t … not disown it.”

How did this happen?

Wasn’t everything fine yesterday? Why is he suddenly suspicious of the baby?

The suddenness of everything hit Yonna unawares.

She never expected Morris to know that.

“You know why you weren’t contacted yesterday?”

Morris frowned, with his haughty stance.

“Why?”

Yoona asked cautiously.

Her voice was so small that it was as if only she could hear it.

“Boss had me contact C Country to look into all the things you did in there. Otherwise, how could Boss not contact you a day after the incident?”

Trent stood aside to explain.

The reason why Morris suspected the child in Yoona’s womb was all because she had repeatedly turned on Vivian in order to pretend to have saved him.

What she did was ruthless and she would not stop until she got what she wanted.

She took effort to marry him, and she got pregnant by once?

As expected, the findings were surprising.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Listening to Trent’s words, Yoona’s face was white as paper, appalling.

“No … no, it can’t be.”

Yoona shook her head frantically as she reached out and covered her belly, “This baby is yours, it’s really yours …”

Halfway through her sentence, Morris bent down violently and grabbed her by the neck, “Which way do you want to die?”

” … hurts … hurts …”

His bones clacked with force, pinchingYoona as if her throat had shattered, her face was red with pain, and she couldn’t breathe at all.

Picked up by the man like a chicken, she fought to slap the hands of Morris, “Let … let go … ”

It took all the effort she could muster to utter a few words.

Morris’ eyes narrowed slightly, a cold aura bursting out from under his eyes, and with a flip of his hand, he threw the woman to the ground as if he was throwing garbage.

With a thud, Yonna’s head bumped against the bed, hitting her forehead with blood gushing out.

The moment she fell, her neck was released and the air instantly rushed into her body, choking her and making her cough, not caring about the cut on her forehead.

Morris pulled a few tissues from the table behind him to wipe his hands and tossed them into the trash with extreme disgust, “Take her to surgery.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Trent nodded.

Yoona was so scared that she prostrated herself in front of Morris and grabbed his trouser, “Morris, this child is really yours, you can’t be so heartless. Grandma will be sad when she finds out. Grandma’s greatest wish is to have her great-grandchildren, if she knows that you … ah …”

She was provoking Morris.

But Yonna had lied to him, and even to his Grandma, making an elderly woman over a hundred years old look forward to so much for nothing.

Shit!

Morris lifted his foot and kicked Yoona hard in the chest, and she fell backwards and rolled twice, sprawling on the ground, spitting blood in pain.

Such a furious and bloodthirsty Morris was something Yoona had never seen before.

He used to be silent, cold and arrogant, talented.

Despite the cold and wild exterior, he was considered gentle with her.

It was just that she never knew that underneath that stunning face was such a vicious heart hidden.

Yoona covered her chest, unable to speak from the pain.

Her resentful eyes looked to Morris, one hand clenched tightly, letting her nails embed themselves in her palm, spilling blood, and she was oblivious to it.

Not to mention Yoona, even Trent and the few bodyguards on the side were too frightened to let out their breath.

It seemed that in over ten years, none of them had ever seen their Boss get angry, much less see him take a swing at a woman.

Simply … unbelievable!

Trent led a few people and took away Yoona who was lying on the ground.

Ten minutes later, Trent walked in with an ultrasound checklist, “Boss, the doctor said that Yoona’s uterine wall is relatively thin, once she miscarries, she will be infertile for life afterwards.”

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of tea in his hand, Morris heard Trent’s words and slowly looked back, a layer of cold frost gilding his cold face.

With just one look, the frightened Trent immediately said, “I spoke too much, sorry.”

He turned to leave the office with the ultrasound checklist in hand.

This time, Yoona could only be blamed for herself ending up in a lifetime of infertility.

As he had just walked out of the office, his Boss’s voice rang out behind him, “Cancel the narcotics.”

Trent froze, only to feel his temples jutting straight up.

Five minutes later, a hysterical wail of pain rang out from the obstetrical operating room, sobbing and chilling.

Lying on the operating table, Yonna was tied up, and no amount of struggling would help her.

Feeling the cold surgical forceps stirring around her body, the tearing pain was as excruciating as if she were being lynched.

For many years she had enjoyed glory and wealth, but she had never suffered such hardships.

Pain spread to every limb and even every hair pore, she burst into tears.

She clasped her hands to the operating table, crying and wailing in pain, her mournful voice like a stern ghost.

How much she hurt at the moment, how much she hated Morris, and how much more she hated Vivian.

As time passed, Yonna’s face was bloodless from the pain, her face was covered in sweat stains, and she didn’t even have the strength to cry out in pain.

When it hurt the most, she felt as if she was blind in both ears and her brain buzzed.

She didn’t know how long the ordeal took, but the surgery was finally done.

She was mercilessly yanked off the operating table and bodyguards dragged her down the stairs, dropped her in the car and slowly headed towards the city centre.

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at the Longxi villa, and she was thrown from the car like garbage, lying on the ground as if she were about to die.

Trent dropped the examination report to Yoona and said, “The wall of your uterus is relatively thin, and the doctor said that it’s impossible for you to get pregnant again in the future.”

With those words, he got into his car and drove away.