Chester Robinson leaned back against the chair, his eyes closed as if asleep, and said lightly, "I’m not going back. There’s a surgery at the hospital tomorrow that needs my attention, so I’ll stay at a nearby hotel."
"But I forgot to book a hotel for you when I got off the plane, and I’m afraid so hotels are already full..."
"Then let’s go ho!"
"Okay."
Keith Antony smiled slightly, gently pressed the accelerator, and sped back to Chester Robinson’s villa in the suburbs.
As Alice Robinson erged from the bathroom after her bath, she inadvertently saw two headlights shining into the garden.
She ran to the floor-to-ceiling window and saw a white car driving into the villa’s garden.
She vaguely saw the imposing figure in the back seat of the car, and her heart couldn’t help but tremble.
Before long, she saw Keith Antony drive away from the villa.
Knowing he was downstairs at that mont, Alice Robinson couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.
She quickly changed into the silk pajamas she had brought from France and quietly waited in the room.
She deliberately turned off the light to calm her nerves and hid behind the door.
Soon, steady male footsteps echoed down the corridor.
Holding her breath, her body pressed tightly against the wall.
Suddenly, the room opened with a creak as he entered from outside.
He walked in without turning on the light, seemingly a bit fatigued, as he loosened the tie around his neck.
In the darkness, she quietly watched him.
He was tall, well-built, and his back looked so imposing.
When she was young, she often played hide and seek with him like this, but back then, he always easily found her...
Unknowingly, the things between him and her have beco past mories.
Perhaps lost in thoughts and letting her guard down, her body inadvertently moved.
Alert, he instantly heard a sound in the room, but as he turned to investigate, his body was suddenly hugged from behind.
Alice Robinson closed her eyes tightly, hugged him, and whispered softly, "Brother..."
Chester Robinson’s body stiffened, already recognizing the faint scent unique to her.
Her hands gripped him tightly, just like every ti she asked him for a favor...
Chester Robinson paused for a few seconds, then pried Alice Robinson’s hands off his waist. "Why are you here?"
His voice was light, as if her arrival didn’t bring him much joy, perhaps even indifferent.
Released by him, she stood quietly, not speaking for a long ti.
He seed unbothered by her presence in the room, like always, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked into the bathroom.
Yet just before Chester Robinson entered the bathroom, she suddenly ran in front of him, blocking his path with open arms.
In the darkness, Chester Robinson’s eyes turned deeper and more dangerous, now fixed on Alice Robinson’s anxious face.
Alice Robinson looked up, using the dim light to et his gaze, "Please."
In the dim setting, Chester Robinson’s handso face showed no expression, only a slight curl of his lips, "What do you want from ?"
Alice Robinson leaned into his embrace, holding him, "Please help keep the Robinson family’s legacy."
Her body trembled slightly, clearly uneasy.
Chester Robinson was unmoved by her embrace, rely looking down at her, "Have you finally co to terms?"
Alice Robinson quickly looked up from his embrace, "The choice you want to make, I can’t do it, because I can never give up Rachel..."
Chester Robinson furrowed his brows, "So you still haven’t co to terms?"
Alice Robinson held onto Chester Robinson’s arm tightly, her sorrowful eyes pleading with him, "Brother... tell , why are you fighting for Rachel’s custody?"
Chester Robinson’s gaze was sharp, yet his tone gentle, "What do you think?"
Alice Robinson stared at his increasingly defined and handso features in the dark, "Are you afraid that I’ll use Rachel to influence our relationship in the future?"
Chester Robinson said nothing.
Alice Robinson choked and said, "Brother, my pregnancy was an accident, and even when you pushed away, I didn’t know I was pregnant, so I never had any bad intentions... Deciding to keep Rachel is just because this child was nearly sacrificed for you and I couldn’t bear to harm a young life, I truly had no other intentions..."
Chester Robinson listened silently to her explanation, never speaking.
Alice Robinson sobbed and continued, "Brother... I lost Dad, lost my family, and even you won’t care about anymore, I have nothing left, only Rachel, I can’t lose her... I swear to you, as long you help preserve the Robinson family’s legacy, I can take Rachel and never appear before you, and will never let Rachel know her relationship with you, you can act as if you never had this daughter..."
Her tearful appearance was so heart-wrenching.
If it were before, he surely wouldn’t let her shed so many tears, no matter the request, he would fulfill it for her, but now, she couldn’t be sure...
Eyes brimming with tears, she looked at him longingly.
As if an eternity passed, his hand rested on her trembling, slender back and spoke softly, "Alice, do you know?"
Alice Robinson widened her moist eyes and looked at him, "Hmm?"
His other hand gently stroked her tear-streaked face, "The things you say, I can’t trust."
"Why?" Alice Robinson rasped out, "Do I make you distrust so much?"
Chester Robinson smirked lightly, "You’ve done so many disgraceful and shaless things to be with Howard Geoffrey, and now you want to trust you’re not a woman who resorts to underhanded ans?"
Chester Robinson’s words made Alice Robinson’s body shudder heavily.
She knew exactly what he was referring to...
She had once faked a pregnancy to earn Howard Geoffrey’s love...
Everything she did was clear to him.
At that mont, Alice Robinson only felt as if her face had been slapped hard, stinging with pain.
Her voice stuck in her throat, she gently bit her lip.
Chester Robinson watched her intently, observing every subtle expression on her face, his tone still flat, "Why aren’t you speaking now?"
Alice Robinson’s eyes lost their spark, no longer looking at his face.
Chester Robinson gently wiped away the perpetual tears from the corners of Alice Robinson’s eyes with his thumb, "Little girl, I rember telling you that tears solve nothing, be good, stop crying... Go back and think slowly, there’s still ti."
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