“Thank you.” Luke’s voice was utterly devoid of all emotion. With his hands clasped behind his back, he glanced at Jocelyn who was still kneeling at his feet, with an unhappy expression.

He took out his checkbook from the inner pocket of his suit, signed one quickly and unceremoniously threw it in her face. “Take this and get out of my life. Don’t let me see you again.”

“Mr. Turner! Mr. Turner! You can’t abandon me and our unborn baby!” Jocelyn exclaimed, her eyes wide with panic and filled with tears.

She wanted to rush over to him again and beg him, but the bodyguards stationed in the house stopped her dead in her tracks. Luke left without glancing back even once.

After he left, Catherine slowly got to her feet. She walked to the absent-minded Jocelyn, squatted down and patted her tear-stained cheek. In a half mocking and half sympathetic tone, she said, “I’ve met many of Luke’s mistresses. A few of them were as stupid as you.”

Luke’s mistress, she had been spoiled by Fiona since she was a child. In the Lind family, no one dared to treat her in

say?” Jocelyn said through gritted

you are? You have no influential background or any remarkable ability. How dare you even think that you could try to replace me?”

was underwritten

she was talking to an ant. She immediately said, “Don’t forget that I’m pregnant with a child of Turner blood. The baby might be a

your belly is nothing. There are so many women can give birth to a child for Luke. Why would he choose

even unhappier. Besides, you are still young and beautiful. When Luke is no longer interested in you, which I presume would be soon,

not until this moment that Jocelyn realized the expansive

Time had also gifted her with a charm that younger

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