Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 103

But at this moment, Moira's voice cut in from behind him, "Molly, did you hear his words clearly? Don't bother me like a shrew."

Moira felt bored as she walked around the hall. She didn't expect Morgan and Molly to be in the garden. They hadn't gone far, so she had heard everything Molly said.

Molly's eyes flashed with pride as she held onto Morgan's arm and said to Moira, "You already know that Morgan and I are sleeping together, so why are you still pestering him?"

Morgan's nerves immediately tensed up as his mind went blank. He wanted to stop Molly, but Molly was even more pleased with herself. "Five years ago, we spent the entire night together."

Moira smiled. "You don't need to emphasize it so clearly. I've personally seen the way you two slept together five years ago."

Molly snorted. "Then you must have seen how tightly and intimately we hugged each other!"

Morgan coldly pulled out his arm from Molly's grasp. "Why didn't you explain why you would appear in my house five years ago?"

Molly's pretty face reddened. "It's because I like you!"

Morgan's eyes flashed with indignation. "Molly, please speak the truth."

"What I said was the truth. I like you, I liked you from the first moment I saw you." Molly loudly confessed.

Moira bit her lips as she said to Morgan, "I don't want to hear about your matters. Please tell Molly that your cancellation of the wedding has nothing to do with me. Please ask her to stop bothering me."

Morgan sighed as he looked at Molly. "Moira is right. I've cancelled the wedding because it was my own decision and it has nothing to do with Moira."

"How could it have nothing to do with her? It's because of her that you cancelled it." Molly was so angry that she began to pant. "She must have seduced you, didn't she?"

Morgan bitterly smiled. "Do you think that it is only because she needs to seduce me that I could fall in love with her? To me, Moira has always been in my heart and has never been forgotten."

"But... But you've been with me for five years! Haven't you had me in your heart for the past five years?" Molly's eyes turned red with unwillingness.

Morgan shook his head. "The reason why I've been with you for the past five years is because as a man, I have the basic responsibilities. I want to take responsibility for you, it has nothing to do with love."

Molly's body trembled as she took a step back. She shook her head like a madman. "I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I don't believe that you've never liked me at all. I don't care. I want you to be in charge of my life. I want you to marry me."

"Molly, I'm responsible for canceling the marriage because of you. I know that even if I marry you, I wouldn't love you in my heart. It's unfair and very cruel to you." Morgan said with a serious yet confident expression.

Moira, who was at the side, didn't want to continue listening. She slept with Morgan in a hurry five years ago, and now, no matter what the result was, she had to accept it.

Moira turned around and wanted to leave, but Morgan nervously called out to her. "Moira, I'll apologize again for the matter five years ago."

"There's no need. I don't care anymore." Moira calmly raised her eyebrows and turned to walk to the other side of the garden.

Behind her, Morgan sighed. Molly's gaze was filled with resentment as she stared at Moira's figure. After she left, Molly tightly held onto Morgan's arm. "Morgan, I don't care if you love me in your heart, but I love you. I want to be with you."

Morgan's handsome and gentle face flashed with a trace of helplessness. "Sorry, Molly, the relationship between us has ended. Other than marrying you, I can compensate you with other methods."

"Of course, where should we meet?"

"The same place. I just left."

"Alright, I will also set off immediately." After Sage finished speaking, he hung up and coolly tapped his keyboard to send the message. He reached out his hand to pick up the car keys from the table and went out.

Twenty minutes later, in the parking lot of a private restaurant, two cars drove in, in front of them was a black Bentley limousine, the man walking out from the back was dressed in black formal clothing, looked mature and charming. And he had a strong aura and a carved handsome face. His name was Carlo, and he held the international film and music market in his hands.

A mischievous smile spread across Carlo's face as he watched Sage alight from the red Porsche Land Cruiser behind him. Since when did he fall in love with a car of this color?

"You have a new car?" Carlo laughed, yet his laughter was tinged with an unknown meaning.

"This isn't my car." Sage explained.

"Oh! I watched a video on the internet today. Could it be that you're not the one driving?" Carlo was in charge of the activities of the entertainment industry, so he would naturally pay attention to them from time to time.

"My car appeared in the video?"

Carlo took out his phone and searched for a few words. A video appeared, showing a pair of top-tier sports cars, one white and one black, waiting for the traffic light. It was very eye-catching.

"If it's not your car, does city A have a second one?" Carlo showed it to him.