When the Contract Marriage Ended, He Stayed

Chapter 26: Blessed by the Heavens

Hazel Hawthorne silently thanked Aiden Xavier a million times over. Once she had seen Fiona Forrest out, she shot a dark look at the infuriatingly present Aiden Xavier. "Aiden Xavier, what kind of game are you playing? You know damn well our marriage is fake."

The only thing she didn’t say out loud was, ’How could I possibly have a child for you?’

Aiden Xavier looked at Hazel Hawthorne indifferently, his expression blank as he explained, "I told you, the talk about having a baby was just a stopgap measure. Don’t take it to heart. Besides, if I really wanted a child, it wouldn’t be with you."

His gaze swept up and down her body, as if to say, ’Your figure does absolutely nothing for me. Even if you were standing naked in front of me, I wouldn’t feel a thing. You can rest easy.’

’What a blatant insult.’ Her stunning figure was one of Hazel Hawthorne’s best assets. A body like hers would turn heads on a runway, yet to Aiden Xavier, she was something to be cast aside like an old shoe.

"Fine, fine, fine. I hope it’s just like you said—a stopgap measure. Don’t come back in six months and actually ask me to have your baby. That would be the death of me." Hazel Hawthorne didn’t hold back. Since Aiden Xavier clearly looked down on her, why should she bother being polite?

There was no need to spare the feelings of a man like him.

The corner of Aiden Xavier’s mouth lifted into a sneer. "There are plenty of women lining up to have my children."

And it was true. If Aiden Xavier ever wanted a child, countless women would be lining up for the opportunity. Even if they couldn’t have the man himself, just bearing his child was a winning ticket. Given his immense wealth, he would never shortchange the mother of his child.

"Great. In any case, I’m not having your child, and Raina Lowell can’t give you one either. So go find some other woman to bear it, then bring the baby back for Raina to raise. I think it’s a fantastic plan—kills three birds with one stone. Plus, I can finally divorce you."

Aiden Xavier knew Hazel Hawthorne had always wanted to divorce him. If it weren’t for the Hawthorne Family, Fiona Forrest, and the marriage contract arranged by their elders, she would never have agreed to marry him in the first place.

The air seemed to freeze. Aiden Xavier fell silent, and Hazel Hawthorne realized she might have gone too far. Her lips parted, wanting to say something to ease the tension, but she couldn’t find the words.

is so thick-skinned. There’s no way my words could actually hurt him. If I say more, I’ll

badly?" Aiden Xavier’s gaze locked onto Hazel Hawthorne. ’He was handsome and rich, a man women adored. Among women, he was practically a legend. Why was it that after three years together, she still

is a blessing from the

your level. Do you think every woman in the world is just waiting to be mesmerized by you? Well, I hate to break it to you, but you’re just not

Aiden Xavier was some great prize she’d

might

have children, and they’d all be

scandals and putting on this

not my place to question them. I just wish that in the future, if you’re going to make a decision that involves me, you could give me a heads-up instead

ever

you don’t run into Mom on your way out. I don’t want to cover for you again." Hazel Hawthorne looked exhausted. It was only a minor cold, but

Hazel Hawthorne’s retreating figure. She held her back ramrod straight, and he could feel the

was, indeed, a very stubborn person. Once she made up her mind, she would see it through to the

slowly drew back his gaze. Noticing a servant hovering nearby, he ordered coolly, "I’m not leaving tonight. Heat a glass of milk for

house was a wedding gift from Fiona Forrest. He rarely came here, usually staying at his apartment

stocked with his personal

the stubbornness in her posture as she had walked away, he zoned out for

up, his expression back to its usual indifference. He glanced at the warm milk in the servant’s hand, gave a slight nod, and then pushed

for a cigarette. His balcony was connected to Hazel’s, but

crisp night air

For the past couple of days, images of Hazel Hawthorne had been surfacing in his mind, unbidden. When he was with