Chapter 1638: Chapter 1638: Pity for a Little Life
But she seed to be oblivious to the chill of the cold rain, stepping into the puddles one step at a ti.
After walking just a few steps, the heavy rain soaked her clothes and hair.
Rain fell on her lips, tasteless, icy cold.
Very soon, the thin sweater clung to her body, yet she barely felt it, her eyes remaining calmly unperturbed.
She hadn’t been so capricious in a long ti; from childhood, Joan Harry was the well-behaved girl in the eyes of parents, teachers, and classmates—never doing anything rebellious.
The few tis she got caught in the rain were during her rebellious teenage years, but even then, she didn’t dare act too recklessly.
This ti was the most rebellious of all.
She seed to disregard her own body, walking very slowly, step by step toward the hospital entrance.
The dicine had not yet been taken.
She knew that if she stayed in the rain for a few more minutes, she wouldn’t need to take the dicine; she definitely wouldn’t be able to keep the child.
A bleak curve appeared at the corner of Joan Harry’s lips.
She loved children.
Since starting college, she visited the orphanage every week, sotis bringing gifts for the children, other tis playing with them.
Those children with no parents seed pitiful, yet they were always able to be very happy.
They would call her “sister,” they would complint her beauty; those children were like little angels.
She loved children, but she didn’t want Jesse Rowan’s child.
She couldn’t even imagine what kind of child Jesse’s future child would be—another little demon?
At this mont, the image of Jesse Rowan’s eyes seed to reappear before her, carrying an impenetrable darkness within their sinister gaze.
A devil whose appearance was different from its reality.
Appearing amiable and approachable to others, but behind closed doors, having a harsh attitude and speaking rudely.
Once soone encounters a devil in this lifeti, good fortune becos elusive.
Joan Harry’s hand involuntarily fell on her lower abdon, the flat belly showing no signs of pregnancy; if it weren’t for throwing up once this morning, she might not have even thought about being pregnant.
And so she was pregnant.
Completely unprepared emotionally.
Similarly, she had no hesitation—Jesse Rowan’s child… she wouldn’t have it.
Just pity for the little life.
The curve at the corner of Joan Harry’s lips grew even more grim, her face washed white, devoid of any color.
Her soaked hair clung to her face, leaving her in a state of wretchedness.
She didn’t know how long she had been walking when the people from Koi Garden found her.
“Miss Harry!” An elderly servant approached, quickly opening an umbrella, “Why didn’t you bring an umbrella? Oh, I thought Miss Harry had returned to Koi Garden.”
These servants knew Jesse Rowan didn’t care much for this Miss Harry; although, on the surface, they provided a lavish lifestyle, there was no trace of affection.
Thus, the servants’ attitude towards Joan Harry was quite indifferent.
“Let walk, I don’t want to go back to Koi Garden.”
“How can that be? Mr. Rowan instructed us to look after Miss Harry. If sothing happens to you, we won’t be able to bear the responsibility. It’s so cold outside, Miss Harry, please get in the car, it’s right at the entrance!”
“I won’t go back, I said I won’t go back!” Joan Harry’s temper flared.
The elderly servant grabbed her arm; she exerted herself trying to wrench her hand free.
Her good temperant and patience had been worn down by Jesse Rowan; she didn’t like the current version of herself—nothing like she used to be…
“Miss Harry, don’t throw a tantrum. Since you’ve beco Mr. Rowan’s woman, you can’t act on your whims. No man likes a woman with a bad temper, Miss Harry, you must be more mindful.” The servant’s tone was bland.
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