Chapter 370: The Storm of Love and Hate

"If that's the case, then I'll leave," Benson murmured, his eyes filled with a hint of bitter self-mockery. "As long as she can come back and safely await the birth, that's good." His voice was low, tinged with fatigue and resignation. These past few months, he had been sleepless almost every night, anxiously thinking about Yvonne and the child she was carrying. She was slender, and with her pregnancy being unstable early on, he knew the baby could be born at any time. He couldn’t bear the thought of her being alone in another place, facing the dangers of childbirth by herself. This idea weighed on his chest like a thousand-pound stone, making it hard to breathe. "If I leave, maybe the media can report it, and she might come back, right?" Benson turned to Victoria, instructing her. Victoria nodded, a flash of concern crossing her eyes. "Don’t worry, I’ll tell Yvonne. She’ll understand." "As for the child… the child is hers. I won’t fight her for it." Benso