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“By the way, do you like boys or girls?”

Crystal looked up at him. She knew he had always wanted a child.

Nathan’s face changed, and he grabbed her jaw cruelly, “Mrs. Bush, don’t tell me you want to give me a baby?”

“Why not, if we want to.”

He stared at her coldly. “I don’t want to. I’m not interested in women that other men have touched.”C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Crystal stared back at him, her eyes stubborn and cold. “I have never had sex with Eric.”

“Isn’t there an indirect relationship by putting other men’s sperm into your body to create life?”

Crystal bit her lower lip, her eyes blank.

“When you get well, you will have a chance to make another choice. Then you can abandon me!”

Crystal helped him get dressed, skillfully tying his tie and smoothing it. “How am I doing?” she asked.

Nathan glanced at it.

Crystal smiled. “I couldn’t do it before, but I’ve tried to learn to do it for you. Aren’t you touched?”

Nathan, still stiff, rose abruptly and walked out.

Crystal followed him. “Where are you going?”

“Don’t you want me to go to the hospital?”

Crystal gasped, ecstatic. “Promise?”

Nathan made no comment and strode forward.

Crystal immediately put the dolls in her bag and followed him.

Her pace was so great that she could not catch up, and their distance grew. She watched Nathan enter the garage.

Crystal walked straight out of the house and stood in front of the garage door.

The garage door was open, and Crystal was standing in the center, making it impossible for him to pull directly out.

Nathan sneered at her gesture and opened the front passenger door.

“Get in.”

Why did he suddenly become so chipper?

Crystal got into the car.

“Will we go without Vic?”

“What am I to do with a traitor?” Adjusting his rearview mirror, he called coldly, “Seat belt.”

Crystal was moved. He really cared for her despite his bad attitude.

As Crystal stared at him, he leaned forward and pulled the safety button to take her to the fasteners.

Crystal kissed him on the forehead. “Nathan, thank you for letting me meet you.”

Nathan stiffened suddenly and quickly fastened her seat belt. Then he took out a piece of paper, rubbed it vigorously where she had kissed it, and threw it out.

Crystal nibbled her lower lip. She could bear how he gave her the cold shoulder and hurt her. The car was silent all the way.

In fact, Crystal tried several times to start the conversation, but Nathan didn’t appreciate it at all.

She noticed that he had passed the hospital but had not stopped. Instead, he had increased his speed and was driving like a lightning bolt.

Farther and farther away from the city, the car headed for the suburbs.

“Where are you going? Didn’t we agree to go to the hospital?”

“Nathan, where are you going?”

“Shut up.” Nathan stared straight ahead.

Crystal said no more.

Maybe he wanted to take her somewhere? Was there anything special he wanted to tell her?

Crystal clenched her hands and waited.

Half an hour later, he drove to a field in the country.

Nathan opened the copilot door and said, “Get out of the car.”

“What are we doing in a place like this?” Crystal looked outside. There were farmhouses among the ridges.

The last time she went to see Carlos’s at Erick ranch, and the direction was west. And this time, it was south.

Although the places were different, Crystal had a shadow on both the suburb and the ridge.

“I told you to get out.” He got out first and walked over to open her seat belt.

Crystal followed him out of the car.

He slammed the door shut and stepped into the driver’s seat.

Crystal wrinkled her brow and realized later.

Then she tried to pull the door open and get in. Nathan took the electronic lock before she did.

Crystal couldn’t pull on the car door and banged on the window. “Nathan, you’re leaving me here?”

It was so out of the way here that no car ever passed.

Nathan’s window pulled down a slit and said coldly, “Just wait here, and I’ll send someone to pick you up later.”

Crystal quickly came forward and quickly stood in front of the car.

“If you want to leave me here, go past me.”

Nathan gave her a cold look, quickly backed out of the car, and retreated a long way. As the dust swirled and Crystal choked and coughed, she saw Nathan swerve, successfully dodging her and heading back.

Crystal chased forward several steps.

“Nathan, you bastard!” she shouted.

He had left her in the middle of nowhere.

He probably didn’t know how much the place had cast a shadow on her mind since her last car accident.

Crystal took her cellphone out of her bag and asked for her contact person to pick her up.

But she found that there was no signal.

Nathan was obviously on purpose. He knew the signal was bad, so he left her there.

She looked around again and saw nothing but endless rice fields and a shabby farm not far away.

It took more than an hour downtown here. If Nathan went back and sent someone to pick her up, it would take at least two hours. Nathan could do a lot of things in two hours.

For example, he could fly away from here and go to any place she couldn’t find.

She gave a wry smile. He really cheated her into this place to get rid of her.

He was determined not to see her again.

There was a sudden dull thunder in the sky.

Crystal looked up at the otherwise cloudless sky. She did not know when the clouds had gathered.

The wind blew, ridges and leaves were blown up by the wind.

Suddenly something burst out of the paddy field and barked. The next second, he aimed at Crystal.

It was a dog.

Crystal clenched her heart and stepped back. Then she stepped on a stone with her heel and fell to the ground.

She just grabbed the phone without pulling the chain. All the contents of the bag were pulled out and scattered all over the ground. There before her was a wild dog, about two meters away, barking at her.

“Go away, go away.” Her hands groped behind her, wondering if she could reach the stone.

Boom!

It was another thunderbolt.

Raindrops began to fall down and hit the windshield.

Nathan raised wipers and frowned, staring into the sky outside.

His fickle lips pressed tightly; he looked at the dark day, and his fist hit on the steering wheel!

Blast it!

He turned the wheel sharply back.