Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Wedding Gift

Annabelle looked at the man’s deep outline and was stunned.

Harry glanced around expressionlessly. Finally, his deep eyes landed on Annabelle. Inch by inch, he looked at her as if he was surveying something he owned.

“Were you waiting for me?”

Annabelle’s face darkened as she sneered, “Harry, why didn’t I realize how shameless you were before?”

Harry did not argue with her. Instead, he went to her and patted the top of her head before weaving his fingers into her hair and gently stroking it. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the roots of her hair, forcing her to raise her head.

“If

you weren’t waiting for me, why was the password of the door lock not changed?” Harry’s tone was calm as he stated simply.

Frowning slightly, Annabelle paused for half a second. Then she puffed out a mouthful of smoke on his face and said, “I forgot to.”

Although her voice was cold, her eyes were lazily enticing. Her red lips that were puffing out the smoke rings were breathtaking like a blooming red rose.

Harry turned around and wiped her lips with his fingers. Suddenly, the owner of the red lips opened her mouth and bit his fingers.

At that moment, their gazes collided.

Two hours later, Annabelle lay on the bed. She marveled at the man’s elegant posture and could not help but be a little absent-minded. However, she did not expect that the man would suddenly turn around. Caught unprepared, her eyes suddenly met with the man’s dark eyes.

Annabelle suppressed her emotions hurriedly and turned away. “I’ll change the password later. I won’t be living here anymore, so our relationship ends here.”

Harry buttoned the cuffs of his shirt and smiled. “What’s our relationship? Annabelle, you brought it up by yourself. Why should I take your offer? You make it sound like I was the one who jumped you. It was the same during summer vacation when I finished my sophomore year. Half a year ago, it was also the same.”

Annabelle was uncharacteristically silent. After a while, she frowned and suddenly said, “Yuliana is pregnant.”

Harry paused. “So?”

Annabelle looked at him and said, “She is pregnant with your child. Shouldn’t you take responsibility for her? Or do you want her baby to be an illegitimate child like you?”

Harry stared at her for a long moment with his dark eyes. “What does it have to do with you?” Annabelle pursed her lips and said, “It doesn’t matter. I just feel bad for Yuliana. The once unapproachable daughter of Damian Livingstone is now an abandoned woman who has to raise her own children. Isn’t fate ridiculous?”

“If you have the time to worry about other people’s affairs, you’d better worry about yourself.” Harry lowered

you that his eyelids, smoothed the folds on his cuffs, and then looked up at Annabelle. He sneered. “Who told the baby in Yuliana’s stomach is mine?”

Upon hearing this, Annabelle paused and gradually stiffened.

She stared at Harry for a moment before turning around and sitting up on the bed. “What do you mean? If Yuliana isn’t pregnant with your child, whose is it?”

Staring at her indifferently, Harry did not answer her question. He turned around and walked to the door. After opening the door, he stopped. He turned to look at Annabelle on the bed and said, “We’ve known each other for many years. Since you’re getting married tomorrow, I’ll give you a wedding gift!”

Before Annabelle could inquire further, Harry had already walked out and shut the door before her very eyes.