Chapter 2
“This morning, Dr. Miller called me. He said that woman didn’t go for her prenatal check-up. What new trick is she trying to pull to get my attention?”
Asher Thorne spoke, his brows tightly furrowed, a flicker of disgust in his eyes.
Mr. Henderson, the old butler standing by, paled slightly and spoke with a trembling voice, “Sir, Madam… I don’t think she’s been let down yet. And Madam has acrophobia; she doesn’t even dare go out onto the second-floor balcony normally. She’s also in her late pregnancy. What if something happens?”
Hearing this, Asher’s expression paused, then he asked, puzzled, “Is that so? Evelyn has acrophobia?”
Without waiting for the butler to finish, he waved his hand dismissively, “It’s just a drop tower, not a real jump. Let her feel scared; maybe then she won’t bully Scarlett again.”
At this, the old butler dared not say more.
The amusement park manager, however, couldn't help but interject, “But three days ago, Madam was crying hysterically at first, and then there was no sound at all. She’s carrying your child, sir; that’s your flesh and blood. Don’t you want to check on Madam…?”
Asher’s expression instantly shifted from understanding to contempt.
“I knew she was faking her acrophobia. How else could she make no sound at all while sitting on a drop tower? Evelyn is as calculating as ever. Fine, let her stay on the drop tower for another day. Tomorrow, bring her to Scarlett to kneel and apologize, and we can put this behind us.”
With that, he waved his hand, cutting off the manager’s next words, and walked towards the bedroom.
On our marital bed, Scarlett Vance lay half-naked.
Asher gently walked to her side, his Adam’s apple bobbing. The next second, he leaned down and kissed her swollen lips.
The person on the bed moaned, opening her eyes. Gently, she tried to push Asher away. “Asher, this is your and Evelyn’s marital bed. Evelyn will be heartbroken if she finds out.”
“And about what happened earlier, Asher, I just love you too much. I thought if I died, Evelyn wouldn’t cause trouble for you because of me anymore. I never wanted you to punish her for my sake. How about I go apologize to Evelyn?”
Scarlett bit her lower lip, looking sad and remorseful.
Just as expected, seeing Scarlett like this, Asher couldn’t hold back anymore:
His large hand roughly massaged Scarlett’s breasts, and he flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. “Scarlett, you’re just too kind. If it weren’t for you back then, I’d be dead. Even your acrophobia is from saving me. When I think of someone as gentle and kind as you being pushed to jump by Evelyn, my heart aches. If there’s a next time, even if she’s carrying my child, I’ll make her pay with her life…”
Asher tenderly kissed the small scratches Scarlett had from her fall, his eyes filled with heartache.