Chapter 359 After I Met You (3)


    “It was aborted.” Mario said coldly, his eyes still on rie.


    I was shocked, “What?”


    Turning on me, he said seriously, “The fetal position was instable. Even if the baby was born, it was


    probably not able to survive. So it was aborted.”


    Dennis frowned, looking at Mario, said, “What went wrong?”


    Mario replied, sitting straight, “She had aborted pregnancy before that. But she didn’t tell. This time she


    was emotionally unstable and finally the baby had to be aborted.” He was very indifferent and cold, as if


    it were a puny thing.


    I repressed my anger, “What are you going to do next?”


    I had expected a straight answer but he asked, looking at me, “Does the death of Diana have


    something to do with Nova?”


    Shocked at this, I dropped my chopsticks on the ground.


    I replied, coldly, “I don’t know.”


    I had caused Diana’s death indirectly. Luna made here to City P in order to get me out of the


    house.


    If I hadn’t gone out that evening, she might have been still alive and all of what happened next might


    not have happened.


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    I didn’t know how what Nova said hurt Diana. Alex was there then, but he didn’t catch all.


    Mario sneered, with his eyes on rie, “I won’t marry Nova. rie is the child of the Be family, and


    she will return someday.”


    I was shocked at his straightforwardness.


    I wanted to repress my feelings but failed, “Mario, rie won’t go to the Be family. This is Diana’s


    decision and also my decision since we have been living together for four years. I won’t let you take her


    away.”


    Dennis was unhappy at Mario’s words too, “rie won’t return to the Be’s. You agreed with us on


    taking care of her.”


    Mario sneered, turning on Dennis, “You promised me that you would take care of Moly but what


    happened then?”


    Moly?


    Who was Moly?


    Dennis became serious, “You know why those things happened. Mario, you know it was not an


    ident that Diana and Moly died.”


    Mario seemed hurt, “So? You now me all that on me?”


    Dennis frowned, turning on me, “You take rie downstairs, okay? I’ll be right there.”


    I nodded.


    That was what I had wanted to do because rie shouldn’t have heard this.


    While we two left, Mario looked at us, silent.


    Downstairs, afraid of being recognized, I took her out of the restaurant and into the garden near the car.


    rie, after hearing those words, asked me, “Mom, why will Mario take me away from you?”


    Suddenly I had a headache and felt sick in my stomach.


    Touching my belly, I said, "Mario wants a daughter like you."


    "But, isn''t the woman pregnant? He will have his own baby! "


    My stomach hurt so much that I couldn''t speak. Lowering my head, I spit out all the food I had just


    eaten.


    rie was scared, “Mom, are you okay?”


    After quite a while, I recovered a little and pulled rie into my arms.


    Suddenly Nova appeared. She looked haggard.


    Seeing me like this, she was a little surprised, “Are you pregnant?”


    Then she sneered ironically, “Dennis is impotent and you are pregnant? The father must be Hank. I


    thought you weren’t a slut!”


    Not in a mood to argue with her in front of rie, I was silent.


    Then Dennis came.


    Seeing those vomits, he looked at me and then at Nova, “What did you do?”


    His voice was intimidating, and Nova stepped back, her voice quivering, “I didn’t do anything. She is


    just not well.” Then she walked away quickly into the restaurant.


    Dennis came near me, “Is there anything wrong with the food?”


    I shook my head, with a weak voice, “Let’s go home.”


    He nodded, took rie into the car, then me onto the passenger seat.


    I had no strength to speak, so kept silent. Then I felt asleep.


    When I woke up, it was midnight. Dennis was not around. I got out of bed and went to rie’s room.


    She was sleeping soundly, like an angel, in the cozy room, which was designed by Dennis.


    I looked at her for quite a while. Suddenly I found Dennis standing behind me.


    He walked towards me and took me into his arms, then led me out of the room.


    Back into the bedroom, lying on bed, I asked, “What did Mario tell you?”


    I had been too weak to ask on the way home.


    He replied, “It was about rie. The Be knew her existence and wanted her back.”


    “No way!” I swept the bedsidemp to the ground out of anger.


    He sighed, and picked up the broken pieces patiently. I was still angry.


    Then he looked at me, in a calm voice, “I know you don’t want rie to be taken away, I will try to


    persuade Mario. But ra, we should let rie make her own decision.”


    “How could she make her decision? She is only four years old! I have been with her for four years and I


    cannot be separated from her. I will never let Mario take her away from me. I may not be rich but I can


    take good care of her with love. But what if the Be family treats her badly? What if Mario cannot


    look after her well? I have raised her for four years, and I will never send her away.”