His Precious Love

“My, aren’t you a smart one, Ms. Yancey?” Wyatt walked up to her. “It’s too bad your father isn’t as lucky as you are. He didn’t even know how he died.”

Scarlett nearly let out a scream when she heard that. “You mean he didn’t die in a car accident? You were the one who killed him?” she asked in a trembling voice.

“Nonsense! I’m a law-abiding citizen! I would never do something illegal like that!”

“You’re a monster, Wyatt! Give me back my father!” Scarlett screamed at the top of her lungs while pounding against Wyatt’s chest, only to have Wyatt shove her to the floor.

Enraged, Scarlett scrambled to her feet and charged at Wyatt a second time.

Wyatt sent her flying backward with a swift kick to the stomach.

Scarlett screamed as she doubled over and trembled in pain.

Wyatt stared her down before making his way to his desk. He made a call using the telephone and said, “Send two security guards over to my office. There’s a piece of trash here that needs to be taken out.”

Three minutes later, two burly security guards arrived at the CEO’s office and dragged Scarlett out of there.

After that, Wyatt returned to his seat and carried on working as though nothing had happened.

He was busy going through his documents when his phone started ringing all of a sudden.

A glance at the caller ID revealed that it was a call from the housekeeper at Zenisan Villa.

“What is it?”

“Will you be coming home tonight, Mr. Lopez? Ms. Marsh’s morning sickness has worsened lately. She’s vomiting everything she eats. The doctor came over to examine her earlier. He said she needs to eat no matter what, or the baby—”

The look in Wyatt’s eyes grew cold as he shouted, “Then feed her again! What, am I not paying you all enough to prepare more meals?”

enough, but Ms. Marsh vomits the food seconds after eating it. There’s not much we can

Wyatt then hung up the

had become irritated him to no end. As he glanced at his watch and saw that it was five in the evening, he decided

Wyatt sent a text asking the other party

dark by the time he arrived outside

house and saw no sign of Jessica. “Did she not come downstairs today?” he asked the

time in the garden in the afternoon when the weather was great. She went back upstairs at three and never came

grew even colder after

me the food. I’ll bring it upstairs myself,” he said while handing the

“Right away, Sir.”

housekeepers quickly plated the food and handed it over

breaths anxiously as they watched him bring it

made his way up to the third floor and opened the bedroom

Jessica, who was sitting by

Her hands were so skinny that they looked as though they would

food down on the table, pulled up a chair, and sat down in front

head low and ignored him as she continued

and tossed it onto the couch. He blew on a spoonful of soup before holding it up to

expression as she lowered her head and drank the

look on her face as he

she burned her drawing,

remained on the third floor, even if he didn’t confine her to it. Most of the time, she would be either reading a book or staring

all of a sudden. She held a hand over her mouth, ran toward

little pale when she stepped out of the bathroom moments later. It pained Wyatt to

and continued reading the book, he asked, “I’ll take you overseas next week. Would you prefer to travel by sea or by plane?

Jessica did not respond.

incredibly irritated when he saw her ignoring

and yelled, “I’ve already apologized to you and provided jobs to the family members of that housekeeper. What more do you f*cking want from me? Why

anywhere. You want this child, so I’ll give birth to this child and