Chapter 4

　　Hearing the man's chilly voice, Lea gave a smile on the corner of her lips while looking at him almost incredulously. 　　"What did you say?" 　　Glen seemed to be talking about an unimportant matter and repeated it cruelly. 　　"I said I don't want this child. Go and get rid of him tomorrow." 　　Lea's warm heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar and her whole body felt bitterly cold. 　　Because of the man's words, her rosy cheeks faded instantly. 　　Lea bit her lip tightly, put her hands on her lower abdomen, and shook her head in a panic. 　　"No, no, I want this kid..." 　　Without hesitation, she suddenly got up and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes with pleading eyes in her eyes. 　　"Glen, this is your flesh and blood. Even if you hate me, how can you, how can you..." 　　The man's eyes were as deep as the endless sea. He looked at the woman who looked sad and was kneeling in front of him and then suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch her small white chin. His eyes were filled with deep chill. 　　"You have no right to give birth to my child Lea. Who do you think you are? You're just a sex object for me. 　　Have you heard of a sex object who gave birth to a child? Even if you give birth to him, do you think I would dare to take it? " 　　Listening to his hurtful words, Lea's tears flowed freely, and she yelled at him almost dumbly. 　　"If I'm not qualified to bear a child, then who is? Yanny? Glen, don't forget that she is dead. She died three years ago! 　　Now the first lady of the Anderson family and your wife, is me! It's me Lea Anderson! " 　　In the past three years, Lea has always carefully avoided all topics about Yanny because she knew that the woman was the deepest thorn between them! 　　But now, she didn't care to say it. Of course, when the man heard her mention that name, his eyes sank and he suddenly strangled her neck with crazy hatred in his eyes. 　　"Lea, you still have the face to mention Yanny. Do you really think I cannot kill you?" 　　His big hand gradually tightened and Lea could hardly breathe or say anything as she tried to remove the man's hand with her hands. But how could her strength be comparable to that of a man? 　　She was gradually lacking oxygen and couldn't think well. She could only see the eyes of a man with full of anger and hatred. 　　Forget it... 　　There was a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth. After so long, she was also tired. In fact, in this way, wouldn't it be a relief? 　　The body that had just been struggling gradually calmed down, and a strange smile appeared on her face. 　　Glen's heart tightened. The hand holding the woman's neck seemed to have been stung by countless bees and suddenly let go. 　　"Ahem, ahem..." 　　Lea lay weakly on the sofa while holding her neck with one hand and coughing constantly with one hand covering her mouth. 　　When she calmed down a little bit, she smiled bitterly and looked up at the man standing in front of her who was not aware of the joy and anger. 　　"Why did you let go? If you hate me so much, why don't you kill me?" 　　In the dim light, the bruises on the woman's neck with traces of blood were even more shocking. 　　Glen's heart suddenly seemed to be covered by a heavy bag. He was dull and breathless. 　　After a moment of silence, the man left a blank expression, "Killing you is not enough. I said, it is better for you to suffer before you die..." 　　After saying this, the man turned and left without stopping at all. 　　"Hey." 　　The door was slammed shut and the room fell into silence again. 　　Lea coughed a few more times and slumped on the sofa while staring at the chandelier on the roof with her eyes blankly. Then warm tears streamed down the corners of her eyes and slid across her beautiful face, leaving a winding trace. 　　Thinking of the anticipation and joy he was full of before, Lea felt that it was a great irony. 　　Her slender and white fingers rested weakly on her lower abdomen as tears running freely along the corners of her eyes. 　　Baby, tell mom what to do.