Chapter 93 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

Instead of answering immediately, he stared at the passing scenery before he slowly said, “A sense of belonging.”

A sense of belonging?

I knitted my brows. “Your sense of belonging comes from me?”

He fell silent as he turned to stare at me instead.

Unable to comprehend his words, I kept quiet.

Q City to J City was just an hour’s train ride. John had gone through the trouble to sit beside me, but all he did was silently watched the scenery outside.

“Dear passengers, we have reached J City,” came the voice in the speakers as the train came to a stop.

I stood up to take the suitcase above, but before I could reach it, he took them.

My clothes were in the suitcase, so it was not heavy. However, it was not that light either.

John was taller than me by at least half a head. I looked at him before reaching out for the suitcase and said, “Thank you.”

He used one hand to hold the suitcase and his other hand to hold my outstretched hand. Instantly, I frowned and tried to retract it.

However, he stopped me. “There are many people around. It isn’t safe.”

My frown deepened. “I know. Let go of me.”

It was as if he did not hear me. I tried to take my hand back several times, but all he did was tighten his grip. As the passengers slowly filed out of the train, we followed the crowd too.

As we walked out, I could hear the quiet discussions of the people.

“Wow! That man is gorgeous!”

“Don’t stare at him. Can’t you see he has a wife already? She’s pregnant too.”

“Oh, you’re right. What a pity. How fortunate his wife must be.”

At that, John turned to me with a hint of a smile on his lips.

I ignored his expression as I continued to follow the crowd with my eyes lowered.

The train station’s exit was crowded. I was heavily pregnant, but John was escorting me out. Fortunately, most people made way for me, so nothing happened on our way out.

After exiting the train station, John made a call before leading me to the side of the road.

Irritated, I said, “We’re already out, so it’s time for you to let go of me. I’m going to take a cab home.”

He lowered his head slightly to look at me. “I’ve asked someone to pick us up. I’ll take you home in a while.”

“I’ll be fine.” I reached out my other hand to pry his away from mine.

However, he tightened his hold again and asserted, “Be good. Featherstone Corporation’s stock has been falling for a few days. Although it’s not a long time, there are stockholders who couldn’t hold out for that few days. You just left Featherstone Corporation, and you might encounter those stockholders who are out for blood.”

“There’s no need for you to try to scare me. Featherstone Corporation’s stock prices only dropped for a week. So something like that won’t happen.” I was not one to invest in stocks, so I could not understand what he meant.

He glanced at me as if I were a clown making a fool of myself.

A black Bentley parked at the side of the road. Without saying anything, he handed my suitcase to the man in black who came down from the car. Then, he pulled me toward the car.

There were many cabs around, but since his ride was already here, it would be melodramatic for me to keep it up. Hence, I entered the car.

John took his seat beside me and instructed the driver, “To The Tulip.”

My brows furrowed. “If we’re not going to Peakville Estate, I’m going to take a cab instead.”

At that, I moved to leave the car, but John stopped me. “It’s already noon. Even if you’re not hungry, are you not going to care about the baby in you?”

I froze before muttering, “I’m going back for lunch at Peakville Estate. Mrs. Eriksen will be there.”

He sneered, “If my guess is right, you’ll probably lose your appetite after going back. After all, Anthony had been in K City’s hospital for half a month, and you’ve never expressed even a bit of concern for him. What kind of husband do you think will be able to tolerate such indifference?”

As he spoke, he leaned closer to me in a suggestive position.

I shifted my body to keep a distance from him and snarled, “I don’t think I can savor my food while eating with you.”

“You can ignore my presence,” he suggested as his dark eyes looked out of the window with a grin. I could sense the arrogance oozing out from him.

Turning around, I spotted a black Jeep parked close by. Soon, the car window winded down.

Anthony!

I had not seen him for half a month, and he looked tired. However, his weariness did not affect his good looks, and I could see that his eyes were fixed in our direction.

I could not decipher whether he was happy or sad from his gaze.

Instinctively, I pushed away John, who was in my personal space. However, when I raised my hand, John grabbed my wrist with a smile and pulled me into his arms.

He then looked in Anthony’s direction with a taunting smile and ordered the driver, “Drive.”

Then, the car window wound up again, and we were gone. I shoved John aside as my chest rose and fell from the anger I felt.

“John, there’s seriously something wrong with you!” Evidently, he was trying to infuriate Anthony.

After letting me go, he leaned back in the chair and muttered nonchalantly, “Have you just found out?”

Speechless, wrath overcame me, and I wished I could shred him like paper. In the end, all I could do was shoot him a glare before twisting my head to look out of the window, ignoring him.

Soon, we reached the restaurant. As John had pre-ordered the meals, the moment we took our seats, the servers served us.

As I was angry, I only ate a little of the food. After elegantly eating a few mouthfuls of the food, John lazily raised a brow at me.

“Is the food not to your liking?”

I sensed something different about him in comparison to five years ago, but I could not pinpoint what was the change exactly. Shaking my head, I replied, “I’m not hungry.”

He frowned and supported his head in his hand before looking at me. “Don’t pregnant women eat a lot?”

“Yes.” I did not know how to express it to him, so I took a few more scoops before muttering, “Maybe I’m not that hungry.”

He nodded. Softening his sharp gaze, he asked, “When did you fall in love with Anthony?”

That was a topic I did not want to talk about, not to mention with him. I creased my brows. “John, this is a private matter of mine.”

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