Joanna Lawrence's expression was indifferent. Hearing her utter these shameless words, she became even more calm: "The matters between David Benington and me are not the business of a third party like you."
Annie Lawrence's face stiffened, and became darker.
She gritted her teeth: "So, you won't propose to cancel the engagement voluntarily?"
Joanna laughed coldly: "If you're talking to me just to discuss this, I'm not interested."
Having said that, she turned around to leave.
"Stop!"
Annie stood up, grabbed Joanna's hand: "Joanna Lawrence, how much money do you want to leave David? If ten million dollars is not enough, how about fifteen million dollars? Don't be too greedy. The price I'm offering is already enough..."
"Slap!"
Joanna couldn't bear it any longer.
She turned around and slapped Annie.
Upon the slap landing, five bright red finger marks appeared on Annie's sweet and innocent little face.
That slap left Annie stunned.
She covered her face, looking incredulous. When she came to her senses, she raised her hand to slap back.
Her gaze suddenly caught a familiar figure outside the door, her face changed abruptly, and she quickly withdrew her hand, stumbling back two steps.
Before Joanna could react, she saw Annie looking terrified, as if she had been frightened, her face white as she screamed, "Joanna, I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong. But I really can't control my feelings. I really love David. Joanna, please forgive me, please don't hurt my baby."
She was about to fall to the ground.
With a "bang," the door was pushed open by someone, and a tall figure rushed in: "Annie!"
The white figure swiftly passed in front of Joanna's eyes and rushed to Annie's side like lightning, tightly holding her.
"Annie, are you okay?"
The person who came in was David Benington.
Annie leaned weakly against him, raised her head, her eyes full of tears, and called out pitifully, "David."
"I'm so scared. Just now, our baby almost..."
As she spoke, her body began to tremble, and tears streamed down her pale face, "David, I know I'm wrong to Joanna. I don't dare to ask for her forgiveness. It's okay if she hits me or scolds me, it's what I owe her. But our baby is innocent, how can she..."
Annie, having just been slapped, still had a swollen face.
The finger marks hadn't faded yet.
Her teary eyes were also red and swollen.
Her face still held an expression of fear, as if she had been badly frightened, and her fragile body trembled in his arms.
Seeing her like this, David became even more affectionate towards her.
When he looked at Joanna again, his eyes became darker, even containing deep disappointment and disgust, "Joanna, Annie's baby is just over a month old, and this is the most unstable period. Do you know the consequences of the push you just made if she had really fallen to the ground?"
"I thought you were always kind and gentle. How can you become so vicious now!"
"I'm vicious?"
Joanna's body swayed, unbelievingly looking at the man standing in front of her.
He wore a white shirt and white pants, his face handsome, with a gentle temperament, like a noble young master from a distinguished family.
She loved this face for many years.
But at this moment, seeing this face again, she felt an unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity.
She was his fiancee.
They knew each other for a whole decade!
But he chose to believe Annie right away.
After ten years of affection, was his trust in her just like this?
In his eyes, was she, Joanna, really a woman with a vicious heart?
Seeing him holding Annie protectively and looking at her with accusing and dark eyes, her heart cooled, her eyes full of mockery and disappointment, "David, have you forgotten who your fiancee is? And who is the woman you're holding in your arms?"
David was stunned for a few seconds.
His eyes met Joanna's sarcastic and sad gaze, and his eyebrows tightened. Finally, a hint of guilt appeared in his eyes, but he still held the woman in his arms tightly, "Sorry, Joanna. Annie is pregnant with my child, and I must be responsible for her."