Chapter 470: Never Agree Forever
Fiona Vaughn had never seen Tyson Law with such a brutal expression; she was so frightened that her hand trembled, causing the seatbelt that was about to be fastened to slip to the side.
"Tyson... Tyson... I’m sorry... But I really care about you too much, I don’t want to lose you, Tyson, do you understand?"
Fiona bit the corner of her lip. She hadn’t expected things to happen so quickly; the panic in her eyes was almost impossible to hide.
Tyson stared at her with extreme indifference, feeling unbearable heartache.
Is this the woman he once loved?
Even if she lied and deceived, she could still cover up all faults with the lie of loving him too much in the end.
The most laughable thing was, in the past, he had actually believed it all.
——Even though his heart was troubled and restless, he still tried to tell himself to trust his future partner unconditionally. As long as he doubted Fiona even a little bit, looking at her tearful eyes, his conscience couldn’t help but criticize himself for being too harsh.
However, the Tyson of today was no longer so easily fooled.
...
Tyson took a deep breath, raised his phone high, and stared at Fiona’s face without a trace of emotion.
"We’ll get divorced when we get back!"
If the civil affairs bureau hadn’t closed, he would wish to drive there right now!
Cut the Gordian knot; the longer this kind of thing drags on, the messier it becomes.
Fiona was terrified by Tyson’s outright refusal, and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes, as she desperately clung to Tyson’s body.
"Tyson, please don’t be like this. It’s my fault, I’ll change!"
"Fiona promises! I’ll never act impulsively again, Tyson, you’re my first love, the only man I’ve ever truly loved in my life. How can I lose you?"
Fiona cried until her nasal voice was sobbing, her beautiful face turned pale and looked pitiful.
"And besides, there’s the baby... Tyson, I beg you, please?"
...
Tyson solemnly glanced at Fiona’s belly, and he inexplicably felt a strong sense of self-loathing.
The child...
Yes, there was also a child between him and Fiona.
If this child didn’t exist, would the obstacles to their divorce be almost non-existent?
A hint of hesitation flashed in Tyson’s eyes; although he was no longer infatuated with Fiona as before, this child was his first blood-related offspring in his more than twenty years of life.
Fiona noticed the hesitation in Tyson’s eyes; her expression brightened, she hurriedly wiped her tears, and half-crying, half-smilingly placed Tyson’s hand on her belly.
"Tyson, listen, the baby is moving, it’s kicking me."
"Tyson, didn’t you always say you wanted a pair of adorable kids? Fiona promises to raise our children brilliantly; the boy will be like you, the girl like me."
"The four of us living simple, ordinary lives together."
Fiona’s words seemed to have touched herself, and her porcelain-white face exuded a sacred aura, the maternal glow compassionate and holy, unmatched in beauty.
...
Tyson stared into Fiona’s eyes, feeling a bittersweet pain.
He slowly pulled Fiona’s fingers away.
"No... It’s impossible now, Fiona, you know that, we can’t go back."
"Even if we can’t go back... we still have a future!"
"Tyson, are you determined to push Fiona to a dead end? If you divorce me, I won’t abandon this child, do you want people to say in the future that my and your child is illegitimate, abandoned by his father?"
The light in Fiona’s eyes was extremely poignant and bleak, and Tyson was stupefied by her words.
This child...
If actually born, would he face such circumstances?
Though Tyson was raised in luxury since young, he, like Fiona, had a mother whose past was controversial; Mabel was once a popular celebrity who became a mistress and forced marriage by being pregnant.
In public, naturally, no one dared to comment on Tyson’s background, but living these twenty-odd years, Tyson occasionally overheard a few remarks behind his back.
...
Could he really watch as his child walks the same doomed path?
Seeing the bewildered expression on Tyson’s face, Fiona seized the opportunity, holding Tyson’s waist tightly and sobbing pitifully.
"Tyson, that’s our child; if mocked by others, can he truly be psychologically healthy? Tyson, I’m so scared, really scared."
Tyson trembled at her words, his handsome face weary, revealing deep fatigue and desolation.
"Fiona, this child, it’s better to abort it; you’re right, rather than letting him live a bleak life, it’s better not to give birth to him..."
"No! Tyson, I absolutely won’t agree to that!"
Fiona shook her head resolutely, biting her lip after a long pause, gazing stubbornly at Tyson with tear-filled eyes.
"If even you leave me, I truly can’t lose this child, it’s the only emotional bond between us anymore..."
"Do you know why I posted that on Weibo?"
"Because I truly hoped, Tyson, you wouldn’t abandon your promise; when you married me, you said you’d give me a lifetime of happiness, never changing."
Seeing Fiona’s frail shoulders quivering, Tyson felt mixed emotions flooding through him.
"Fiona... who can remain unchanged forever?"
Tyson’s brows were furrowed deeply; he lowered his head, scanning through the words on Weibo and the former photo of him kneeling, listening to Fiona’s pregnant belly.
——My dearest wife, and future child, I will love you forever, unchanging for all my life.
This was Fiona’s caption, impersonating his Weibo to feign that he still loved her; Tyson sighed, a mix of emotions converging within those brief seconds.
He had shared sweet times with Fiona; who could have foreseen that it would turn into this now?
...
Despite speaking so sincerely, Tyson still refused to relent.
Fiona was deeply uneasy; she clenched her palm, her resentment towards Cecilia Vaughn intensified.
——If not for that little brat, how could she have ended up in this position today?
Continuing this entanglement today might strip away the last bit of Tyson’s affection for her; Fiona made a decisive move, and when Tyson wasn’t noticing, she discreetly dialed Chairman Law Frank’s number using her phone’s silent mode.
Once she saw the call was answered, Fiona’s expression tightened, face paling, as she collapsed into Tyson’s arms.
"Tyson, please don’t say anymore; my stomach hurts, take me to the hospital, please..."
Before finishing her sentence, she fainted in his arms as if unconscious.