No One But You

Chapter 60 Get Divorced and Marry Me

"If that's the case, you're stupid." He emptied his glass of red wine. I watched the scarlet liquid pour into

his mouth with a jolt of stomach pain.

In fact, he was good-looking. He looked handsome to drink wine.

Maybe because he looked so much like Calvin, so looking at him gave me an illusion.

I looked out of the car and saw that the driver was driving towards the villa where I had lived in the first

place.

I thought I would be to be kept in captivity by Brooke until I gave him this child.

I was used to the best of my ability by these two brothers, one used me as a cover, the other let me

give a birth to his child.

I never looked back and said to Brooke, "You should know me. I will not give birth to your child even if I

starve myself to death."

"You're going to have a baby in four months, and he's already growing arms and legs and hair in your

tummy. You've given him everything. There's no reason to take his life."

"Don't talk nonsence." I turned to look at Brooke’s pretty face.

I knew why rich men marry beautiful women, because the children they gave birth to would be good-

looking. Brooke chose me to give birth to his child, because I was good-looking. And the child I give

birth to with this face, both boys and girls would surely be good-looking.

"What would you give me for your child's life? Tell me." I knew he had to make a deal to get me in the

car.

He should have known I was crazy.

"Whatever you want."

I looked at his unusually bright eyes in the dark compartment. "Any things?"

"Yes, any things."

He asked me to make an offer, which was pretty attractive.

If he threw me a check, I would tear it up in front of him and grind it into a powder.

I thought about it, but at the moment I can't remember what I want.

I had a question, “Will Calvin marry Fairy Dixon tomorrow?"

"A week later." He answered me, "No matter how he fought, the marriage had to be settled. Calvin was

not strong enough to escape our family."

"Are you that strong?"

Drooping his eyes, he smiled lightly, “What do you want?"

"It is not impossible that I give birth to this child. I want my identity."

"I'm married."

"Ger divorced and marry me a week later on the same day as Calvin. If you can't do that, I'll jump off

the third floor of your villa and throw myself on the lawn. I won't die, but your child will."

I looked quietly into his eyes and he looked quietly into mine.

I thought he could see in my eyes that I could do what I said.

He should be regretting now that he got the wrong woman to help him have a baby.

There were many smart and beautiful women doctor everywhere, he can find a gentle personality,

rather than me.

As we reached his villa, I pulled the door open and got out. "I'll give you three days to think about it and

tell me," I said, "Four days is enough for preparing the wedding."

His voice drifted behind me. "This is the best way to get back at Calvin, to be his sister-in-law."

I let him think what he thought. If I had to give this child, it must be born fair and square.

Surrogate mothers? That was impossible.

I went back to the villa where I had lived in the beginning, whereStella and Bennett were.

I suddenly found that Brooke’s villa and Calvin’s villa was actually no difference.

It was gorgeous, but everything was fake.

Even the smell of angelica chicken soup in the living room was so unreal.

I spent three days in the villa, and the deadline was seven o'clock in the evening.

If I hadn't seen him standing in front of me at seven o'clock and told me he was going to marry me, I

would have done anything to get that baby out of my belly.

I have not spoken to Stella and Bennett in the past three days.

They didn't talk to me either. Maybe they saw me as a zombie and didn't dare talk to me, and I wasn't

going to talk to anyone.

I grew up well. And I never knew what it was like to be cheated.

This time, I was cheated by the most people in the shortest time.

I was cheated by Daniel and sold to Brooke as a surrogate mother.

I was cheated by Calvin, and he used it as cannon fodder to protect his lover in his heart.

Until now, I found my heart in pain. This was the first time I felt the taste of heartache.

When Daniel cheated me, I was just angry and wanted to slap him when I saw him.

But this time I was cheated by Calvin, I felt different. I didn't want to hit him. I just wanted to delete all

the information of this man in my mind as fast as possible.

But it can't.

I often thought of him.

For example, when I washed my hair and sat in front of the dresser to blow my hair, I would remember

that Calvin helped me blow my hair every night.

The look and concentration with which a man like him concentrated on blow-drying my hair was really

fascinating.

I remembered a sentence in a book.

‘When a man is very sad for a man, he must have received the most sincere treatment from that man.’

The higher he lifted me, the harder I fell.

As I sat by the window, I saw Brooke's car parked outside the yard.

He hasn't turned up or called in three days.

I looked at my watch. It was half past six.

He was half an hour ahead of my appointment. It seemed that he longed so much for the baby in my

belly.

I knew I’d won when he came.

Soon there was a knock at my door. I said come in. Brooke was standing at the door.

The room was big, so he was a bit far away from me.

He was wearing a light blue shirt and a dark suit. Such a combination, for a moment, dazzled me. I

thought it was a Calvin.

The two brothers looked alike, and I felt like I was in a state of delirium all the time.

He walked up to me, and stared at me. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

I knew he wanted to speak to me, so I waited for him to do so.

After a while, he took out a small book from his pocket and put it in front of me. I looked up and saw

that there were big words on the red shell: divorce certificate.

I opened it. His executive force was strong. Within three days he had been settled divorce.

I picked up his divorce certificate and turned on the computer in front of me. I found the website of the

Civil Affairs Bureau and entered his divorce certificate number.

The divorce certificate was true. Basically there were many false certificates, and 30 dollars can get a

false one.So I had to check it. “Good.” I nodded.