Chapter 8
If I had not discovered that marriage certificate, I would have given birth to that child in anticipation.
At that time, Bronson might have looked down on me and delivered a fatal blow.
I would become the mistress that everyone shouted at.
My child would become a despised illegitimate child.
If that time came, I would have no ability to fight bark.
Bronson also never showed mercy
That was so scary, I’m glad I found out in time.
Bronson’s eyes were bloodshot, shaking his head, his face full of pain.
“Veronica, give me one more chance, I would handle everything well, I won’t interfere with others anymore.
“We started over, I would marry you, and we would get married..
Bronson exclaimed excitedly when suddenly, there came a noise from outside the door.
It was right here, Ms. Mercado was inside, and so was my husband.”
The door was pushed open with a bang, and then many people holding cameras squeezed in.
Flashlights came down like raindrops, one by one.
“Ms. Mercado, someone said that you know three when three, can you explain it?”
“Ms. Mercado, I heard that you had a miscarriage. Is the child Mr. Crane’s?”
Ms. Mercado.
“Ms. Mercado.
The echoing sound of Ms. Mercado, the flickering lights, made me dizzy.
Out of the comer of my eye, I saw Nathalie’s mouth curl into a malicious smile, tears shimmering in her eyes.. Bronson and I had a marriage certificate, and I had already been pregnant for three months.
“Veronica’s the mistress,”
“Who said she’s the mistress? Put down your cameras, can you take responsibility if something happens? Bronson’s tone was ley as he tightly shielded me behind him.
I had a sudden stomachache, only half a month had passed, and that sharp pain would occasionally flare up.
I stepped out from behind him and looked around coldly. The journalist’s face at that moment was like a gaping mouth, eager to devour me.
Bronson nervously grabbed my hand and said, “Veronica, don’t be afraid, I will handle it, you stay behind me,”
Bronson, I’m your wife. How could you proteer this woman?
“You forgot, we had already obtained the marriage certificate.”
I sarcastically curled my lips and looked at the coldness and impatience in Bronson’s eyes.
They
y got married, and that is a fact that cannot be changed.
“Ms. Mercado, does your silence imply consent? Are you really the mistress?”
“What about your child? Why didn’t you give birth to him?”
Would you have had an i Megitimate child?“!
1 coldly retorted to the journalist,
I ignored Bronson’s expression at the moment and coldly said, “Bronson and I established a relationship two years ago. It was during my pregnancy that he got married to another woman, so I can only be considered as the other woman.”
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“As for her,” I pointed to Nathalie, and said word by word, “she should be considered as the mistress who took over, after all, she has always been aware of my relationship with Bronson.”
Suddenly, all the sharp questions shifted towards Nathalie and Bronson.
I looked at Nathalie’s scream and Bronson’s panle expressionlessly, and calmly walked out of the chaos.
Not long after, the scandal about my attair became a trending topic.
busily dealt with
h the trending topic.
As soon as Maxwell found out, he immediately contacted the company’s public relations department and busily
Then, Nathalie fainted on the spot, and Bronson hurriedly carried her to the hospital, causing a hot topic on social media.
Compared to their franticness, I appeared much calmer.
Until the late night, I received a phone call from Bronson, his voice sounding somewhat weary.
“I have already dealt with the trending topic, Veronica. I will give you an explanation about this matter. Just wait for me.”
“Okay, I hope you didn’t make me wait too long!
I wasn’t exactly so kind, so I wanted a tit–for–tat
When Maxwell investigated Natalie’s relationship with Bronson and posted it online, I didn’t stop him. In fact, he even found out that Nathalie had a regular sex partner.
And
d he was the baby’s father.
Once this news was released, the trending tople about me faded a lot.
A few days later, I received another call from Bronson.
His voice was deep and there was some noise on the other end of the screen.
“Veronica, I have already explained everything to Nathalie and we have agreed to get a divorce. I have also dealt with the matters on the internet.”
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“We were not possible.”
I abruptly interrupted him.
Just a few hours ago, Nathalie called me and vented to me.
She blamed me for the reason of losing Bronson.
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She yelled hysterically, “Veronica, I finally managed to be with Bronson, why are you causing trouble? Since you left him, please stay away, can you stop disturbing our lives?”
“Bronson got married to you, just to get back at me.
I calmly narrated the facts.
Nathalie didn’t care at all.
“So what? I willingly let him use me, what’s the big deal? As long as you don’t know anything, he will always be my husband.”
Nathalie, this crazy person, went all out for Bronson.
I was too lazy to argue with her, and I grew even more disgusted with Bronson
The trending tople about Nathalie being a mistress stayed on the trending list for a long time, and Bronson also shows no intention of getting involved.
He stood in front of my house for several days, but he was refused entry
That day, it started pouring rain, but Bronson stood straight in the rain.
I looked at the dark sky outside the window, closed the window, had the servant bring an umbrella, and also a keychain.
That keychain was a token of love given to me by Bronson
He was a poor boy back then, with only 1,200 as his monthly living expenses. The keychain cast fifty, but I liked it, and he bought it without hesitation. It was also that day when I made up my mind about him.
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At the moment the door opened, Bronson’s lifeless e eyes suddenly lit up.
When he saw that keychain, his expression on his face turned into silence again.
“she still refused to forgive me.”
“I should have lasown earlier.”
“We can’t go back.”
I hid behind the curtain, watching as Bronson, disoriented, walked away with that lorychain, step by step, getting farther and shallower.
His figure gradually disappeared in the rain.
I don’t know if the fog blurred his vision or if he walked into the fog
Later, I never saw him again.
