A little bit of sunlight poured into the bedroom-

"Awake?"

The man's voice was so cool and detached that it made her heart tremble.

Tess Baker slowly lifted her head and stared blankly at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Since you're awake ... here's this month's living expenses."

The man's arm was slightly raised and flung over a national limited edition black card, with coldness between his eyebrows.

The angles scratched Tess Baker's delicate skin, she was stunned, abruptly lightly laughed out, "husband, you are really generous to me."

It's a global card with an unlimited overdraft, and Bowen Carter has gone to great lengths to keep her mouth shut.

"But if I get pregnant, will you give me more?"

Tess Baker ruffled her long hair in style, hooked a smile, and bargained nicely.

"Heh ...", the man stepped closer, leaned down slightly, hooked her chin and looked straight into her watery eyes, "Tess Baker, you think... You think you're worthy of carrying my child?"

There was a danger in his voice.

Tess Baker clutched her card tightly, hugging the blanket as if she didn't care, but there was clearly a hint of pain under her eyes.

In Bowen Carter's eyes, she may be a high-priced prostitute at best.

And the woman who died seven years ago is the apple of his eyes!

"Tess Baker, remember who you are." Bowen Carter wrinkled his brow, a pair of stern eyes fiercely narrowed, it was clear that he was restraining something.

She blinked as if it was a pity, and her tone was so mushy that it looked like water was dripping out: "Honey, I'm just kidding, I haven't had enough of the two of us, how could I possibly want children."

Bowen Carter snorted and let go of his hand, "even if you get pregnant ... he will only end up with ...."

With what?

The meaning is clear.

Tess Baker's smile still hung on the edge of her mouth, stiffened without half a tug.

She could only watch the man stride out of the bedroom as if he would be infected with germs if he stayed a second longer, leaving the floor in disarray and her in the same mess.

Tess Baker gritted her teeth, but struggled to get up from the bed.

Her fingers were trembling, and it took her half a day to pull a thin pile of paper out of the bedside cabinet, her fingertips white from the excessive effort.

The divorce agreement was in big letters, and Tess Baker's column was already written in the signature, obviously prepared for a long time.

...

The other side -

The top of the luxurious skyscraper seems to be the top of the pyramid, and the sunlight cast in settles on the photo album on the desk.

The photo turns a little yellow, the woman on it looks very similar to Tess Baker, but the temperament is completely different.

The woman smiled shyly and pursed her lips, her straight black hair was shoulder length, unlike Tess Baker who always smiled extremely brightly, and dyed her long, light brown, wavy hair, and at a glance, the two could be separated out.

Bowen Carter glanced at the glass photo album, it seems that the gaze are softened a few points, "Lucia ..."

"Carter!"

Suddenly a gentle voice as if a girl next door sounded, the fragrant perfume smell came, Bowen Carter's eyebrows a few imperceptible wrinkles, restraint generally withdrew his hand.