Chapter 208 Keep A Mistress In A Love Nest

All of a sudden, his eyes turned sharp. He grabbed her chin, frowned and said, "Don't think too much. Just solve this problem for me."

"Solve it, how else can we solve? Do you want me to watch you hurt her and an innocent child? " "This is not what we should do. We can't do this to her." Amanda's eyes turned red with tears

No matter what kind of person Rose was, the baby in her belly was innocent. Even though Amanda wanted to make a concession, he was dragged by Amanda and couldn't leave.

"Let me go, Darren." Amanda struggled but failed. He leaned over and tried to kiss her. In a cold voice, she said, "Don't kiss me again. I don't want it."

Darren's heart sank. He had been in a bad mood. But his face turned cold when he saw the angry expression on the young lady's face. He replied indifferently, "So what?"

Amanda stared at him. She felt hurt in her heart, but she had to pretend to be calm. She smiled and said, "Darren, do you think all of this is a joke? I don't care about your past, but now you obviously want to be with me, but you're still able to be with Rose. If I hadn't gone to see you today, would you have concealed it from me all the time, or even secretly raised her up, so that you can have a secret lover?"

It was a big crime for him to have a mistress in his house.

"Amanda, I didn't. I really want to make a clean break with her. She got hurt in the An Group. That's why I didn't know she was pregnant before." Darren said, "I have done so much for you. You would rather believe what you saw at the first sight than everything you have done with me these days."

Amanda looked at him, her eyes filling with tears. She sobbed and said, "Darren, if you really love me, why did you hold Rose in your arms?"

Darren said, "We used to live our own lives, didn't we? You should also understand this feeling. When you were with me, you always planned to fly to the US. You went to see Lionel without a word. If you really love me, why did you go to see him?"

Amanda didn't respond. She turned her head away, leaned against the pillow and silently shed tears. She was a little drunk after the dinner. She blinked and looked at the window outside,

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

rren raised his head and looked at her. His face was hard to tell. "You know that."

"I didn't mean to pry into it. I overheard Nola when we were talking. You know she cares about you a lot, and our relationship went sour. She did that to ease it," She explained.

Darren nodded, "I don't mind if you know."

"Is Rose really going to commit suicide?" And Amanda, who was also watching the fun.

"I don't know, but I don't want to make a bet," said Darren.

"Because your father lost his gambling game, and you don't want her to repeat it." Amanda asked.

Darren stood up and held her in his arms. Amanda sighed. As long as Darren talked about the past, she couldn't get angry at Darren. After all, he had been truly tolerant of this kind of thing since he was a teenager.

"Then what are you going to do?" Amanda tilted her head to look at the face of Darren. His chin was close to her forehead, and the stubble on it could be seen clearly. He hadn't had a good rest in the past few days. Darren had always been an ambitious and self-centered person, and this matter affected his bottom line. That was why he was so hesitant and sad.

"I don't want other people to get hurt either. If you ask me what I think, I will quit. Even if you get angry, that's my opinion too, because she is carrying the baby. I don't want to hurt the innocent baby, just like you."

Darren held her hand tightly with his fingers interlocked without saying a word.