Kevin's footsteps were quickly fading away. Anne listened carefully. Her body stiffened when she heard
him stop abruptly.
After a while, the sound of the door slamming shut resounded in the room.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she turned to look at the door. He left. He really left.
With her strength drained from her body, she finally let a few hot tears slip along the corners of her
eyes and down on the pillow. As they fell with urgency, they kept reminding her that she was just a tool
for surrogacy.
After getting what she deserved, she would leave immediately.
Cherry seemed to be in a good mood thanks to the phone call.
Obviously, Selma was very satisfied with her. On the contrary, she found Kevin's recent performance
quite disappointing. Even though Anne was pregnant, it was inappropriate for him not to come back for
days.
Fortunately, Cherry was sensible enough not to complain about it. Otherwise, she would really be
pissed off by Kevin.
"Kevin is such a willful boy. It's one thing to stop dealing with the company's affairs, but quite another
not to find the time to be with you." Selma picked up the cup of coffee from the table and took a
cautious sip. "Luckily, Cherry, you're such a fair lady and don't bother at all."
Cherry sat graciously on the sofa. She always took care to show the best version of herself around
Selma.
Raising her head delicately, she flaunted a gentle smile.
"Auntie, it doesn't matter. I understand Kevin. After all, this is his first child. It's natural for him to be
thoughtful."
"You are so considerate." With a satisfied nod, Selma smiled back at her.
In spite of her praise, Cherry still felt bad. Her smile was graceful, but her gaze was full of
disappointment.
How could Selma not understand what she was thinking? Noticing her unhappy look, Selma asked,
"Cherry, are you worried about Kevin?"
"What?" Astonished by that unexpected question, Cherry quickly turned around with her expression full
of denial. "No, no. I believe in him. But Anne is a good girl. I'm afraid--"
"You don't have to worry about that. Kevin is a man who treasures the present. He knows the difference
between love and hate very clearly. He hates Anne so much. How could he fall in love with her?"
Smiling, Selma added, "What's more, Anne has fallen far behind you. Kevin has good taste. We should
trust in him."
Since it was Selma to say those words, Cherry couldn't bring herself to disagree. At least, she knew
she succeeded because Selma liked her, and so did the rest in the whole Fu Family.
Therefore, as soon as the baby was born, she would formally marry Kevin and become the young
hostess of the Fu Family.
At the thought, she couldn't help but smile triumphantly.
'Anne, you can't compete with me after all.'
Sam and Emily had been out the whole day and hadn't come back yet. Feeling bored for staying in the
villa alone, Kevin wanted to see Anne, but he had just left her room. It wouldn't be appropriate for him
to rush to her too soon.
After waiting downstairs for some time, irritated and consumed by his own thoughts, he finally decided
to go upstairs again.
The door was closed. He stood in front of it for a while before bringing himself to knock.
He knocked and knocked, but no sound came from inside. Frowning, he bashed on the door harder.
"Anne, are you asleep?"
Hearing the noise, Anne immediately pointed her eyes to the door. What was wrong with Kevin? He
had barged into her room to scold her a while earlier, and now he'd already come back. What was he
up to?
She pursed her lips, staying quiet.
It didn't matter what he was going to do. But she didn't want to say anything now, not to mention see
his annoying face again.
Anne turned over in her bed. Although she couldn't fall asleep, it was good for her to lie down as she
needed to rest.
"Anne, if you keep silent, I will open the door and come in."
As he got no response, he pushed the door open and burst in. He caught a glimpse of the slightly
bumped quilt on the bed.
Knowing that she was still resting gave him some relief.
He strode to the bed and stopped at its side. As he leaned over, he gazed at Anne's beautiful and
delicate features.
Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was slow. She seemed to
have fallen asleep.
It was common for pregnant women to sleep more. Shaking his head, Kevin sighed, "You did fall
asleep so soon and soundly."
Anne clenched her fists under the quilt, wishing she could jump up and tell Kevin she wasn't sleeping at
all.
She was just a pregnant woman lying on the bed for a while, but in his eyes, she was lazy. That man
really hated her.
After some time, Kevin was still there. The sound of turning pages traveled to Anne's ears from the
sofa.
Hearing that, she moved a little and opened her eyes stealthily to look in that direction.
She hadn't noticed that Kevin had picked up the book "Where is the Beauty" from her bed, which he
was now reading attentively on the sofa.
Biting her lips furiously, Anne was on the verge of breaking down.
She really couldn't understand what Kevin wanted. She had fallen asleep. Shouldn't he just leave
quietly? What was he doing? 'You can read somewhere else!'
After lying still for a while, Anne couldn't bear it anymore. She moved and made some noise on
purpose to make Kevin notice her.
Since she couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, she was ready to drive Kevin out. She didn't want to
stay in the same room with this man the whole night.
"Ahem..."
She deliberately faked a cough. At the sound, Kevin turned around and saw her cough with her eyes
closed. Then, he stood up and walked toward the bed.
After coughing a few times, Anne cracked her eyes open gradually.
The moment she opened them completely, she saw Kevin's handsome and cold face in front of hers.
Pretending to be surprised, she asked in a sleepy tone, "Why are you here?"
"What do you think?"
He didn't know why, but he felt that there was something wrong with her expression, as if she had been
aware of his presence from the beginning.
Otherwise, why would her eyes be so evasive? It seemed that she was feeling guilty.
"How can I know what you are doing here? I just fell asleep. You must have woken me up." As she
glared at him, she added in a low voice, "Get out of here. I want to sleep."
"Then sleep. Just ignore me." Kevin straightened up and went to sit back on the sofa. He picked up the
book and continued to read it as if no one was around.
At this, Anne began fuming with rage. "What the hell are you doing? I can't fall asleep if you sit here."
"Really?" Kevin turned to look at her, raising his eyebrows in a sly expression. "But it looked like you
were sleeping well just now."
"Kevin, did you do it on purpose?"
Yes, he had done it on purpose. He knew that she didn't want to see him, but he still appeared in front
of her intentionally, making her unhappy.
"How could I? You are pregnant, so it's not safe for you to be alone. I will take care of you." Ignoring her
protests, Kevin turned back to the book in his hands.
That was the last straw for Anne. Seeing that the IV medication bag and the line ran dry, she
straightened her back, pulled out the needle, ready to get out of bed.
As Kevin noticed that, his face turned suddenly icy. "What are you doing?"
"I want to get up." Without paying further attention to him, Anne lifted her quilt, eager to get out of bed.
Kevin immediately put down the book and marched decisively toward her. Looking down at her, he
asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Anne didn't like the way Kevin talked to her. Although he had always used that tone with her, now that
she was pregnant, she had an advantage she should make good use of.
"I want to go to the bathroom. What? Am I not allowed to go there?"
"It's not that I don't allow you to go. I'll carry you there." As soon as he finished that sentence, he bent
down upon Anne, ready to take her in his arms.
With a scream, Anne pulled back right away and glared at Kevin vigilantly. "What do you want to do?"
"I'll carry you. You've been lying in bed the whole day. Now your body is weak, and I'm afraid you can't
stand up." Kevin stared at the woman in front of him impassively.
His tone and expression were calm, yet extremely serious.
Anne didn't know what he was up to, but he looked dangerous. She'd better not provoke him.
"Forget it. I won't go." She straightened her back and pointed at the book on the sofa. "That's my book.
I want to read it. Give it to me."
Narrowing his eyes, Kevin replied coldly, "Are you giving me orders?"
Anne looked up at him and nodded. "Sort of. Forget it if you don't want to."
With a sneer, Kevin turned around and walked back to the sofa to pick up the book. He then handed it
to Anne. "How can I not want to?"
Today, Kevin was strange. Anne grabbed the book uneasily and opened it at the page she was reading
earlier, but no matter how appealing the novel was, she couldn't read a word.
She was not in the mood to read anything with Kevin looming over her.
"What on earth do you want?"
She had waited patiently for him to leave, but Kevin showed no intention to go away. He just sat beside
her with a cold stare, watching her reading.
"I don't want to do anything. Did I disturb you?" He shrugged. "I don't think so."
Anne squinted at him. "Kevin, if you are bored and have nothing to do, you can leave. I don't need you
here."
Exasperated by his insistence, she couldn't figure out his intentions. What did he mean? Did he want to
watch her at all times? He had already locked her up in this villa. What else did he want to do?
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