Sandra's eye widened, obviously hurt. She felt as though she had just been stabbed in the heart. She turned pale and asked with teary eyes, "Max, why?"
Max Gaston did not look at her. Instead, he stood up and took two steps away from his seat. He turned around and looked straight into Sandra's eyes as he spoke. The words that came from his mouth were cold and unfeeling, "If it bothers you so much, you can cancel our wedding engagement right now."
"..."
"Max, you know that I love you. I'm just thinking that what you're doing is very unfair to Mary," Sandra pleaded. The fists she placed beside her body were clenched tight as she tried her best to suppress the jealousy that overcame her. Max had treated her a little better today. She had to make him stay.
Max laughed coldly, "So you have to treat Mary better next time. Jason is my child."
"I will. As long as Mary is willing, I will bring Jason up as if he's my own," Sandra promised.
