Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis

Chapter 87

Brandon asked, “But how? Pull out her hair or abort her child?”

Giselle shivered with shock. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and asked, “Did she tell you that?”

Brandon smiled bitterly. “Mom, she didn’t tell me, but I have eyes. It’s better to deal with Winnie by myself. I don’t want you to get involved.”

Giselle wanted to say something, but Brandon no longer patd attention to her. Instead, he directly pushed open the door and entered.

Giselle looked at the closed door. She was so angry that the corners of her mouth twitched, and her body trembled.

Inside the room, Savanna held Mandel’s small hand and kissed it. Her gaze had been fixed on Mandel’s rosy cheeks. It was unknown if she had heard the door open or if she knew that Brandon had come in. Brandon looked at Savanna’s lonely back and took a deep breath. He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards her.

Seeing that Savanna ignored him, Brandon picked the chair opposite her and sat down. He wanted to smoke to ease his depressed mood. When his fingers touched the cigarette box, he glanced at his son on the bed and retracted his hand.

It was silent and depressing. No one spoke. Only Mandel’s even breathing could be heard.

“Let me take Mandel away.”

Savanna’s soft voice contained a determination to win.

Savanna wasn’t negotiating but telling Brandon her decision.

Brandon was silent. When he got up and went to the balcony, the corner of the chair touched the ground and made a loud noise. Mandel, who was on the bed, trembled slightly.

After a while, Brandon came in from the balcony. His body was full of the smell of cigarettes. Savanna stood up and opened the window. The smell gradually drifted away.

Savanna did not even look at Brandon. Brandon felt her indifference, and he became more and more agitated. Brandon had just smoked a cigarette. So, his voice was hoarse as he said slowly, “Savanna, Winnie is pitiful. She … has nothing now…”

Brandon hadn’t finished speaking when Savanna interrupted him.

“Winnie has nothing, Is it my fault?”

questioned with much

grew up together, so you should Brandon explained, “Of course not, but Winnie is your cousin. You grew up together, so

fixing on Mandel’s face. “What do you

If we don’t help her,

pierced through Savanna’s heart like a sharp

It’s your business if you want to help Winnie. Today, I’ll make myself clear. Even if Winnie dies,

when Savanna drew the boundary line between them so clearly. He said in a soft voice, “Let Winnie stay in the Rose Villas for a while. After the critical

had given in. He had never begged

Brandon’s begging. Savanna could not wait

want to

want. I just want to take Mandel

negotiation. The smile on Brandon’s lips gradually froze, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed through

take

let’s

sounded so hard

lost his confidence and passed by her. He slammed the door shut. Due to the

bent to

nothing except for Mandel. After packing Mandel’s luggage, she carried the luggage in one hand and Mandel in the other. Just as she was about to walk out of the

was about to take the

let go, and Jim could not snatch the

respectfully, “Ms. Thompson, give the luggage

take

go, and Jim could not snatch the luggage bag from

Mr.

Rose Villas. Mr. Cassel said that he would go back at

going back to the Rose Villas but the Thompson’s home. If you

Savanna did not speak and just looked at Giselle coldly. Giselle compromised. After all, the Cassel family was in the wrong, and what Winnie did had been exposed. Giselle knew that Savanna had thousands of reasons to

house.