CHAPTER 169: CHAPTER 169: YOU LOVE CHASE PERRY, SO WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED!

Rooftop.

Annelise withdrew her wrist, which Elias Warner had pulled so hard it turned red.

"Elias Warner, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"I’m asking you, when did you have a child with Chase Perry? Is this true? Is it true, tell me!"

Elias Warner’s eyes were filled with despair and disappointment.

"Who I had a child with, what does it have to do with you? Captain Warner, we’ve broken up! It’s been five years, please just let me go!"

Annelise’s eyes were rimmed red; it turned out he heard rumors and came to her for confirmation.

"Impossible, tell me, you clearly were with me for the first time, and now, you clearly are the same as before, not understanding these matters between men and women! How could you have had Chase Perry’s child? Impossible!"

Elias Warner strode over.

Annelise was frightened into retreating repeatedly.

He suddenly pulled Annelise forward, into his arms, and forcibly unbuttoned her trousers.

"What are you doing! Elias Warner! Let go of me!"

Annelise was terrified.

"I want to see, let me see, if there are any scars on your stomach from having a child, I need to see!"

He tried hard to recall in his mind, the night he left, when they were intimate, every inch of Annelise’s skin.

Only then did he calm slightly, as he didn’t remember any scars on her stomach.

"Enough! Elias Warner, enough, I don’t love you anymore, I never really loved you, our youthful indiscretion doesn’t count as love, it was nothing more than a simple fondness, maybe not even that!"

Annelise cried as she spoke.

A pair of large hands invaded, clamping down tightly on Annelise’s chin.

"Look at me, tell me, you say you never liked me, then let me ask you, why did you bother me then? You troubled me, made me fall in love with you, and then you were going to just leave me? Tell me, do you love Chase Perry? Do you love him? If you love him, then why did you sleep with me?"

Elias Warner’s eyes reddened.

He finally mustered the courage to ask this question.

The question that had been suppressing him for years.

"Whether I love him or not has no relation to you either, back then I did love you, but it was only because I thought you such an outstanding man, with status, with position, I wanted to try what it was like to be in love with you, that’s all, I’ve tried it, and found you dull and tasteless, like chewing gum long devoid of flavor, only wanting to spit it out! Whereas Chase Perry, he’s much more interesting than you!"

Annelise opened his grasp, sneering and ridiculing.

"Heh, I’m boring, I’m not as interesting as Chase Perry, so is this your excuse for aborting my child, for having a child with Chase Perry?"

Annelise’s heart shattered, she desperately wanted to rush up and hold him tight.

To tell him, the child was yours! It was yours!

"Speak! Speak up, Annelise, do you think you can escape me like this? Wishful thinking, since you troubled me before, you must pay the price for your actions back then."

Elias Warner gradually approached Annelise, close enough to hear her breathing, her heartbeat.

"I hate deception most, I warn you, you better be speaking the truth! Tell me the truth, did you or did you not have a child with Chase Perry?"

He was about to break down.

He struggled to convince himself, even if Annelise and Chase Perry really had that kind of relationship, he could accept it, forgive her betrayal, but he couldn’t accept, that she had had a child for him!

"I didn’t! I didn’t have a child with Chase Perry, nor did I become pregnant with his child!"

Annelise couldn’t bear to see him suffer.

"Alright, you better be telling the truth! I’ll investigate, you should be aware!"

Elias Warner released Annelise and left the rooftop.

Leaving Annelise standing alone.

Evening

Elias Warner returned to the villa.

Uncle Ford came to greet him and took his suitcase.

Looked behind Elias Warner, but didn’t see Annelise’s figure.

He frowned, glanced again at Elias Warner.

His young master seemed to be in a poor mood?

Did he have a fight with Miss Annelise?

Until dinner was over, at ten o’clock at night.

Elias Warner sat on the couch in the living room, a sandalwood box in front of him.

He was lost in thought.

For this flight, he brought Annelise a gift.

Originally intending to see her upon return, present the gift to her, hug her, kiss her, lift her high!

Now, it seems, everything has changed.

He opened the box, inside was a diamond necklace worth five million.

Now it seems, it won’t be needed.

He picked up the sandalwood box and threw it into the trash can.

Uncle Ford saw this and frowned, "Young master, such an expensive item, you say throw it away?"

"Throw it away! Don’t let me see it!"

His eyes were scarlet as he walked toward the bedroom.

Uncle Ford shook his head.

Sylvia Lowell walked in from outside, Uncle Ford frowned and glanced at Elias Warner who had just gone upstairs.

Sylvia Lowell gestured to Uncle Ford for silence.

"Shh, don’t disturb him, since he wants to rest, I won’t bother him! Uncle Ford, my car has a bit of a problem, can you help me check it!"

"Okay, Miss Lowell!"

Though Uncle Ford didn’t really like Sylvia Lowell, he dare not offend her.

Uncle Ford left, Sylvia Lowell stared at the sandalwood box thrown into the trash can, bent over to pick it up, and tucked it into her bag.

She also left the villa.

Coincidentally bumping into Uncle Ford who had returned from checking the car.

"Miss Lowell, your car, I just checked, there’s nothing wrong."

"Oh, then I must have been mistaken, Elias Warner is resting, so I’m leaving, don’t tell him I was here!"

Sylvia Lowell instructed.

"Good!"

Uncle Ford, though not understanding what Sylvia Lowell meant, agreed.

After all, no matter what, the Miss Lowell in front of him would become the future young mistress of the Warner Group.

Uncle Ford couldn’t understand what his young master was thinking.

Sylvia Lowell sat in the car, opened the sandalwood box, and saw a diamond necklace inside. The necklace was worth five million. She had seen it in a magazine, a hot piece designed by the British designer QUUE.

She was insanely jealous. Just as she was about to enter the villa, she overheard Elias Warner and Uncle Ford’s conversation.

She had already guessed it was meant for Annelise Winter.

But probably because of the rumors about Annelise and Chase Perry, things had turned sour.

That’s why he angrily tossed the gift aside.

He went on a flight and thought of bringing a gift for Annelise.

Why is Annelise’s life so good?

Even with a notorious reputation, even if she’s with another man... he can still accept her!

What exactly does she lack compared to Annelise!

Bzz bzz... bzz bzz...

The phone pulled her back to reality.

It was a call from Renee Perry.

She quickly steadied her emotions.

"Sylvie, where have you been? Why aren’t you back yet?"

"Aunt, I..."

"What’s wrong? Just tell me directly. Did that Elias bully you again?"

"No, Auntie, Elias said he wants to talk to Annelise about something, so I’m waiting. I haven’t seen him yet, so I don’t know if I can make it today!"

"That Annelise, getting more and more out of hand. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make sure you get justice."

Renee Perry hung up the phone.

Sylvia Lowell allowed a smile to creep to her lips.

She understood Renee. Her means were enough to give Annelise a hard time.

The Airline

It was already very late, but Annelise Winter hadn’t gone home.

Nor did she return to the Lockwood Family!

She sat alone in the office, incredibly downcast.

What she said to Elias Warner today were words that came out of her own mouth.

But her sorrow was no less than Elias Warner’s.

An agonizing pain, accompanied by the cramps from her period, was driving her insane.

Elias Warner probably wouldn’t pay attention to her anymore.

Now they could stop entangling each other.

This time, when she and Chloe Joyce went to replace the medicine kit, there were so many reporters present.

The words Sylvia Lowell said clearly painted her as a third party—and a very cunning one at that.

As if, before Sylvia Lowell went abroad, she and Elias Warner already knew each other and had been together.

And she, taking advantage of her best friend’s absence abroad, stole her boyfriend.

Not only that, but she also messed around with her best friend’s boyfriend’s cousin, ending up in a tragic situation.

Ha!

So, can someone like that still match Elias Warner?

Annelise Winter chuckled bitterly.

Annelise glanced out the window.

The atmosphere of the New Year was becoming more intense.

Snowflakes began to fall outside.

She used to love snowy days, walking in the cold wind of winter, letting the snowflakes fall on her, on her palms...

It was a natural enjoyment.

But now, she only felt cold, utterly cold.

The sense of loneliness had never been so strong.

Bzz bzz... bzz bzz...

It was a call from Chloe Joyce.

"Annelise, where are you? Are you home? Are you okay? I noticed you weren’t in a good mood when I left. Do you want me to come back and keep you company?"

"No need, Chloe, I’ll go back soon!"

Annelise raised her eyebrows slightly, her face pale, enduring the pain as she spoke.

"Alright, then go back soon. Don’t stay at the Airline, it’s too late!"

"Okay!"

After hanging up, Annelise lay on the table, clutching her stomach, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Elias Warner’s Villa

Elias Warner was in his room alone, lost in thought.

He looked out the window; the opposite department store was filled with New Year slogans.

A cheerful festive atmosphere.

Elias Warner thought back to last year when he was in Surina for peacekeeping, not even returning for the new year.

The more festive it was, the more sad he felt inside.

He dreaded holidays; holidays were when he felt the saddest.

That kind of loneliness felt like a devouring demon.

Making him feel helpless to the point of nausea.

"Creak"

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.