Mary Davis suddenly struggled, "Don't!"
She pushed Ellis Olsen away and then clutched her shoulders, pleading, "The child is just over a month old. We can't… Otherwise, it's easy to have a miscarriage!"
"Is that so?"
Ellis Olsen sneered, "Wouldn't it be better if you miscarry? Then you'd have no hold over me."
Tears instantly welled up in Mary's eyes, "Ellis Olsen, this is your child too!"
"I said it's not mine!"
Ellis Olsen shouted angrily and then snapped, "Do you care about this child so much? Why won't you agree to an abortion?!"
Seeing him like this, Mary knew that anything she said would be pointless.
She closed her eyes.
Ellis Olsen looked at her and felt his anger burning more intensely. He suddenly let her go and sat down on the sofa, spreading his legs indifferently.
Then, in the most malicious and frivolous tone possible, he said to her, "Actually, even while pregnant, you can still satisfy me, can't you?!"
