Chapter 1139

Jeric's attitude towards Fatima was still cold, and there was even no warmth in his eyes when he looked at her. Just like every night when he was deeply in love with her, even if he did the most intimate thing, he was so ruthless. It made Fatima feel so cold. When they walked to the dining room, Fatima sat opposite Jeric and looked at the rich breakfast on the table, eating like chewing wax. The baby was about to be delivered in a few days. She still didn't know how the Thompson family treated her, and she didn't know if Jeric had communicated with the Thompson family. Although she had married him, the two of them had a sense of alienation and deliberate strangeness under the same roof. During the meal, Fatima was very quiet. From time to time, she would put some food into her mouth and chew it carefully. At the same time, she would look up at Jeric. The man had a deep and angular face. His eyebrows were as dark as ink, his eyelashes were too long, his nose was strong, and his l