However, she wondered if she should keep this child. A child related to Sean who would most probably bring trouble to the Lawson family, Robert, and even her biological mother. Perhaps because she had lost her loved ones recently, Angeline had developed a different feeling toward the baby in her womb. Deep down, she wanted to keep the child.
She wouldn’t have hesitated to keep the baby if it wasn’t Sean’s child. But now, she was concerned about many things.
“If Mr. Lawson Senior finds out, he’ll never allow this child to be born. You should know that.”
She lowered her eyes, avoiding Sean’s gaze. She feared seeing the intense and fierce emotions in the eyes of the man who had always been composed. She wouldn’t be able to handle it.
“Angie, I wasn’t asking for his opinion,” he said before adjusting his posture and pinching her chin with his icy fingers, forcing her to look up at him. “I’m asking… you.”
As their eyes met, Angeline’s heartbeat began to speed up. Without the barrier of his lenses, she could clearly see the hurricane of emotions in his narrowed, cold eyes.
As if ants were crawling slowly up her spine, she could feel her breathing becoming irregular. Even her fingers couldn’t help but tremble.
She gripped his strong and buff wrist, but under his passionate gaze, she couldn’t find the strength to pull his hand away.
Her pinky finger touched the metal dial of his watch, and the soft ticking sound seemed to hit her heart, leaving her in a daze.
“Let’s put everything aside and only talk about the child now. Angie… do you want to keep this baby?” Sean’s rich voice was compelling.
“We could have a secret marriage, and I promise not to let Mr. Lawson Senior know about the existence of this child. I also promise to protect your and the child’s privacy, unless… you’d like to make our marriage public.”
“If, and I mean if…” Angeline said carefully, grabbing tightly his hand that was holding her chin. “What if we get a divorce after the child is born? If I let you have the child or I don’t allow you to get in contact with the child.”
She didn’t want her child to become an illegitimate child, so the most ideal way was to get married to Sean and then get a divorce.
Sean’s pupils contracted. After a moment, he asked, “Don’t you want the child to grow up in a normal family?”
“With our relationship, it’s impossible for the child to grow up in a normal family from the moment it’s born,” said Angeline, exhaustion evident between her brows.
“In private, you’re my grandfather’s adopted son, which makes you my uncle. The public sees us as blood-related kin.”
Apart from the fear of her birth mother’s identity being exposed, this was the most conflicting aspect for her.
“I’ll respect all your decisions,” said Sean as he gently touched her delicate cheek with one hand.
Without hesitation, he continued, “After the child is born, whether you choose to keep this going or divorce, and whoever gets custody, I’ll respect your wishes and cooperate to the fullest extent to protect our child.”
He sounded calm, rational, and mature. It was undeniable that his words had further broken down the defenses in Angeline’s heart.
She could sense his readiness to resolve all her worries as long as she was willing to have this child, but she didn’t know that Sean was actually lying.
“I’ll think about it,” she replied, lowering her head and delicate eyes. With her long eyelashes casting shadows on her overly fair cheek, she looked extremely obedient.
