Chapter42 Won't Accept You Because of The Child.

On such an occasion, it was nothing more than the business in the hall. Ryan was engaged in such business activity. Sharon could see that he disliked such an occasion, holding his arm and whispering, "I want to go out for breathing." Ryan took her hand. "I'll take you to the back hall." Lights, noise, conversation, flattery, gradually disappeared in their ear. Through the corridor, they came to the back hall, full and bright, much quieter than the front hall, and occasionally people were standing in front of the window, talking. "You don't like listening to those conversations, do you?" "I don't like it, too," he said with a smile This time, Zhenyu had adopted every possible means to let Ryan compromise. He had to promise to come out. He didn't like the social activities and intrigues that necessary in the business, neither making money by all means. Maybe it had something to do with his birth. He was born with no worries about bread and butter, no worries about money. "I get it, so would you thank me for taking you out of the hell?" Sharon said. "How would you like me to thank you?" Ryan was attached to her. Sharon could smell his masculine odor. She couldn't help to withdraw her body, but Ryan held her back. "I used to think you were too young, and you grew up unconsciously." He had paid attention to her before but had no other idea, such as love. He didn't know when he was fallen in love. Sharon felt that Ryan was not the same as before. He was as warm as jade. Ryan always had a gentle smile on his face. He looked after her and cared for her like her elder brother. But now, he had changed. Why was He always flirting with her? "You have changed." Sharon twisted her head and clasped her hands tightly. "Of course, I can't treat you as a child while you are an adult. Am I right?" He chuckled. Sharon pushed him away, "but I'm your sister." Ryan was pushed out unexpectedly. He stepped back and looked at her. "But you are not my sister." Sharon went to the window, looked up at the stars. "I want to treat you as my brother." Ryan looked at her back. Had she indicated refusal? "I may know who the father of the baby in my womb is." Her indifferent tone liked to say to herself, liked to say to Ryan. Ryan changed his smiley face and said thoughtfully, "who?" "I'm not sure. There are many things I don't understand." Sharon took a deep breath and turned to look at Ryan. "I'm very contradictory and helpless. I don't know -" She couldn't describe her mood. "Who do you suspect?" Ryan frowned. "Is it a native?" Thinking about that night, he was annoyed, "why didn't you go to find me that night?" Sharon lowered her head. "I went to find you, but I didn't find you." She didn't want to owe others, but it was related to her younger brother and mother's safety. She didn't care about those things. She went to find someone, but she didn't find anyone. Later, a woman found her. She needed money to save her mother and brother. Ryan thought about that night. It was the day when Ruilin got lost. He was in a bad mood and drank much wine. Maybe she had knocked on the door, but he fell asleep and didn't hear it. He always thought Sharon didn't visit him. At that moment, He felt more pressing. "I'm sorry." If He didn't get drunk and hear her knock on the door, maybe everything would be different. She didn't have to bear the stigma of being pregnant before marriage. And he could take care of her. But it all changed because he was drunk. "You don't owe me anything. I'm ashamed to say that." Sharon's tone was a kind of amused. It was her own choice and her fate. "I want to go back." She said. "I'll give you a drive." Ryan came over and held her hand tightly in the palm. "Later, I won't let you pass me by, and I'll take care of you." Sharon didn't move or breakaway. At that moment, she learned it that maybe he had a feeling on her, maybe not. But the only certainty is that love is a kind of family love like a brother loves his sister. It was just that he didn't know. They came out from the back door. The neon lights outside the building were still flashing, dim and bright, making the night like the day. Ryan opened the door for her, Sharon bent to sit inside the room. Along the way, they didn't talk to each other. Sharon didn't let him drive her to the villa. When they got to the intersection, she asked him to stop his car. "I get off here." She pressed the seatbelt open, then pushed the door open. "Sharon." Ryan stopped her. "Well?" Sharon stood in front of the window and bent to look at him. Ryan brewed, "who is the man you suspect?" Sharon lowered her eyes. She didn't have absolute evidence. She just guessed, "I'm not sure." Ryan sipped his lips and said, "I'll help you." He paused. "First, tell me whom you suspect." His mood was extremely contradictory. He hated to know but wanted to know. Sharon thought about it for a while. She couldn't figure out the secret in it by herself. "Josh." After Sharon saying that the air around them was condensed, Ryan was also stunned for a long time. Why Sharon suspected Josh? This - how was it possible? Or did she make excuses on purpose? "You know where I live in A country, and I was introduced by a woman named Mei Lan. If you find her, you may know about the situation that night -" "Why do you want to find that man?" Ryan interrupted her. At first, Sharon didn't want to find it deliberately. Just by accident, He found out the cues on Josh's. "You don't mean that when a child grows up in a single-parent family, he would have a character defect?" "I said, I can take care of you and the child." Ryan interrupted her again. Sharon pursed her lips and looked straight at Ryan, "but you are not the child's natural father." She must do it on purpose! He got it that he could never be with Sharon. On the one hand, she let Ryan know that she couldn't be with him. On the other hand, she wanted to know the truth. They could not be with each other, she knew. She just wanted to know if the father of her child was Josh, and what happened that night. In the future, when her child gets born, at least she could tell the child what kind of person his father is. Maybe it was a kind of compensation. "I don't think I'll bother you. It's late. You should go back to have a rest earlier." Sharon stood up and smiled, "drive slowly. I'll go back first." Then she turned and walked along the road toward the villa. After a few steps, Ryan stopped her. "I promise I can do it for you, but I hope you can leave him when our appointed time comes." "You don't know each other, he won't love you, and he won't accept you because of a child." Sharon stopped, then started walking again. She knew it. She just wanted to know the truth. She walked along the side of the road, and the streetlamp was lightening her slender body, pulling out a long shadow. Not far away, there was a black car parked. A tall and straight figure leaned on the car. The warm yellow light reflected on his side face, which made him more beautiful, less rigid, and softer. Sharon stopped and thought he hadn't come back. But she didn’t expect that he would come back earlier than her. She stopped rapidly as if her legs were filled with lead, unable to move. He turned his head to stared at her for two seconds, then said in an intriguing tone, "come here."