Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 105

"I'll go with you." Morgan also stood up.

Molly immediately tugged at his sleeve. "Morgan, can you stay here and accompany me?! Don't go."

Moira didn't wait for Morgan. She picked up her bag and left. Morgan obviously didn't want to stay. He said to Elias and Melissa, "Uncle, Auntie, I'll be leaving too." After he finished speaking, he pulled away Molly's hand and chased after Moira with large strides.

Molly chased after him as well. Elias sighed and looked at Melissa. "Morgan, this child, and Molly are really out of the question."

"Who said it's impossible? If it wasn't your eldest daughter luring Morgan, how could Molly not have a chance?" Melissa immediately complained.

"You... How can you blame it on Moira? She did not do anything. Furthermore, Morgan and Moira had grown up together, but Molly was the one who broke in on their way. Moira is the victim here." Elias fought for his eldest daughter.

When Moira had returned, he had already thought it through. Back then, the annulment of the eldest daughter's engagement probably had something to do with his younger daughter!

Moira walked very quickly, but Morgan wasn't slow either. He caught up to her in a few steps, and behind her, Molly caught up in anger. "Morgan, wait for me. I have some matters to attend so I have to leave. But my car broke down. Can you send me by the way?"

Molly tried to find an excuse to stay with Morgan.

Morgan didn't wait for her. Instead, he and Moira walked out from a small door next to the main entrance. Under the wide tree cover, one white and one black sports car were parked domineeringly.

Molly immediately saw Moira walking towards the black sports car. The sports car let out a loud and clear response. Molly's eyes widened in disbelief. If this car didn't belong to Morgan, then whose car was it?

This sports car was so domineering that it left Molly dumbfounded.

Morgan suddenly remembered Molly's words. He took out his car keys from his pocket, turned around, and grabbed Molly's hand. "My car is for you. I still have to leave."

With that, he strode to the passenger seat of Moira's sports car. After Moira got in, he opened the door and got in, too.

Moira's eyes immediately widened. "Morgan, what are you doing!?"

"I gave the car to your sister. Take me home!" Morgan turned his head and smiled at her.

"I'm not free."

"Then I'll go wherever you go." Morgan said shamelessly.

"You..." Moira looked at him with a little anger. "Get out."

Morgan buckled his seat belt and looked like he was sitting still.

Molly took the key in hand and watched Moira drove an even more domineering sports car. Even on the passenger seat, Morgan sat beside her like a lover.

Seeing that Molly looked like she wanted to kill her, Moira said to Morgan who was beside her, "Hurry and get out of the car."

"Take me home, please." Morgan only had this request; he wouldn't get out of the car anyway.

Moira bit her lips. She could only start the car and drive it in a circle, heading towards the front.

"Morgan..." Molly stood on the spot, and stamped the ground. She stared at Morgan's white sports car, and was so angry that she clenched her fists. Without him, no matter how expensive the sports car was, it still wouldn't attract Molly at all.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Morgan thought that she had tacitly agreed. A hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes and for a moment, the atmosphere in the car turned heavy.

Moira arrived at 1:50 p.m. She looked around and didn't see Sage. She said to Morgan, "Hurry and get off the car!"

If Sage saw Morgan sitting in his car, he would definitely be mad.

Moira got off the car, and Morgan naturally followed. However, Moira didn't realize that there was a new red Porsche parked in the slanted parking lot opposite to them, and that man with a gloomy gaze from the driver's seat had seen the situation clearly.

He had originally been in a good mood after seeing his car return, but when he saw Morgan stepping down from the front passenger seat, he nearly died from anger. This woman actually dared to let other man ride his car? Who gave her that right?

Moira was currently looking around for Sage. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. It couldn't be that he hadn't returned yet, right?

Right at this moment, the sound of car doors shaking came from the nearby parking lot. Moira jumped in fright and raised her head to look over.

She saw Sage descended from the red Porsche Land Cruiser, and that car belonged to her.

When she saw Sage's extremely cold face, she couldn't help but be alarmed. This man saw Morgan get out of his car?

Morgan also hadn't left yet. He recognized that it was Moira's car. This meant that Moira had switched cars with Sage? This intimate act made him jealous.

Sage walked over to Moira with heavy steps and tossed the key in his hand to her. "I'll return it to you."

Moira hurriedly reached out her hand to catch the keys to her car. Then, she handed him the keys to his car. "Return your car to you as well."