CHAPTER 407: CHAPTER 407: HE DOESN’T WANT THIS CHILD

Apex Apartments.

Samuel Lockwood took the elevator up and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door was opened.

Wendy Quinn appeared in Samuel Lockwood’s sight, her face blossoming with a happy smile, she coquettishly said, "Samuel, when you bought this apartment for me, didn’t I tell you the password for the lock is your birthday? Why are you still ringing the doorbell!"

Wendy had said a lot when buying the house, and Samuel Lockwood hadn’t been in the mood to listen, so how could he remember her mentioning the lock’s password?

Samuel Lockwood stepped in with big strides and frowned, "Change the password of the lock."

Wendy’s smile froze, "Why?"

Samuel Lockwood stomped his foot, turned around, and said, "Because... I don’t like it."

Wendy was taken aback and said, "Well, entering a password isn’t very safe, fingerprint unlock is more convenient and secure. Samuel, come and register a fingerprint! Then you won’t have to ring the doorbell anymore."

Samuel Lockwood stood still.

Wendy saw this and felt even more awkward. What did Samuel Lockwood mean? Did he also refuse to input his fingerprint?

Does he not want to treat this place as "home"?

"Close the door."

Samuel Lockwood’s attitude was very cold.

"Samuel."

Wendy suddenly felt very uncomfortable, her eyes slightly reddened, beginning to glisten with tears.

"Close, the, door."

Samuel Lockwood’s tone intensified.

Wendy didn’t dare to contradict Samuel Lockwood; she turned around resentfully and closed the door.

Just after closing the door.

Samuel Lockwood stood by the black glass coffee table, pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and started smoking.

Wendy felt wronged, originally intending to go to Samuel Lockwood’s side, act coyly, seek comfort, and ask for a hug. But seeing Samuel smoking, she hesitated.

She had just become pregnant, and smoking was bad for the child.

"Samuel, I’m pregnant, can you... extinguish the cigarette?"

Wendy gazed pitiably at Samuel Lockwood with tear-filled eyes.

It was as if Samuel Lockwood hadn’t heard her; he took two puffs, exhaled thick smoke, inserted one hand into his pocket, and looked at Wendy, "What are you planning to do with the child?"

What to do?

Wendy’s eyes widened, what did Samuel Lockwood mean?

Inside, Wendy panicked, could Samuel Lockwood be...?

"Samuel, this is my flesh and blood, and it’s yours too, I want to give birth to him."

Wendy placed her hand on her lower abdomen, this gesture was a protective one that a soon-to-be mother makes for her child.

In Samuel Lockwood’s eyes, this gesture was very glaring.

As if it was constantly reminding him of the absurd things he once did to Wendy.

"Are you planning to be a single mother?"

Samuel Lockwood took another puff.

Wendy wasn’t far away, and the smoke from his mouth was directly exhaled, without considering Wendy and the fetus. Wendy coughed from the smoke.

Wendy coughed to the point of tears, and Samuel Lockwood didn’t even try to comfort her or intend to stop smoking, he just stood there smoking, as if determined to fill the whole apartment with smoke.

He didn’t like this child.

Not at all.

Otherwise, why would he treat her this way?

Otherwise, why would he ask... if she plans to be a single mother?

He was resolute, even if she gave birth to this child, he wouldn’t acknowledge it.

Wendy felt extremely distressed, she wanted to cry.

No!

She couldn’t be weak, couldn’t retreat, this child had to be born and stay by Samuel Lockwood’s side.

Only then would she have a chance to drive Ivy Linden away and become Samuel Lockwood’s wife.

Wendy pitifully said, "Samuel, I can be your lover for life, waiting quietly for your favor in a place unfit for the light. But... this child... I hope he can stay by your side, even if... as an adopted child."

Samuel Lockwood’s face turned cold.

"Impossible."

"Samuel, he’s your child too! Do you want him to live like me, in a place unfit for the light every day? He has to go to school! When others ask him who his father is, what will happen?"

"I’m a woman, bringing him up, I’ll face ridicule from classmates thinking his mother is an improper woman, that’s why she has a child out of wedlock. Samuel, I really don’t want anything, I ask for nothing, just hope you give this poor child a home."

"If... if you’re worried Ivy Linden might cause trouble, then after I give birth to the child, I’ll send him to an orphanage, and by then you can adopt him from there, Ivy Linden won’t know that this is our child."

Wendy displayed great generosity, but only she knew in her heart, once Samuel adopted the child into his home, that would be the true beginning of Ivy Linden’s tragedy.

She would let everyone know, that this child belonged to her and Samuel Lockwood.

She only spoke this way to stabilize Samuel Lockwood’s heart for now.

"Impossible." Samuel Lockwood rejected again, "Ivy and I have children, we don’t need to adopt someone else’s."

Wendy’s once warm heart slowly turned cold.

Someone else’s child?

She tearfully said, "How could it be someone else’s child? He’s yours! Your flesh and blood turned into a little baby."

Samuel Lockwood felt nauseated by this statement, having lost all patience with Wendy. He stubbed out the cigarette after smoking, walked up to Wendy, and suddenly grabbed her hand.

He pulled her to the door and walked out.

"Samuel, what are you doing? I’m still in my pajamas... let go of me..." Wendy’s pajamas were quite revealing, she did this intentionally for Samuel to see.

She also knew when Samuel is sober, he wouldn’t do anything to her. She did it deliberately, wanting to seduce Samuel.

Now being suddenly yanked out by Samuel.

Wendy had a bad premonition.

"Come with me."

Samuel Lockwood didn’t tell Wendy where he was taking her.

Wendy was thus pulled by Samuel into the elevator, down the elevator, and dragged to the parking lot. She was extremely scared, as Samuel’s pull was very strong, not caring if she would fall.

Could it be... could Samuel... be taking her to abort the child?

Wendy was startled by this thought.

"Samuel, where are you taking me? Are you planning to make me get rid of the child?"

Samuel Lockwood didn’t respond, he had already called his friend when he arrived, asking that side to arrange a private doctor for the abortion, that side had told him the doctor would arrive in about an hour. He had said a few perfunctory words to Wendy to stall for time and now, time was almost up, he was going to take her to abort the child.

This child, from start to finish, he had no intention of keeping, even if Wendy said all the right things, he wouldn’t let her give birth.

Wendy saw Samuel silent, she had a realization, fear expanded infinitely, she refused to go with Samuel, crying as she spoke, "Samuel Lockwood, let me go, you can be cruel to me, but you can’t be cruel to our child, even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs, how can you kill your own child?"