Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 622: Go to the hospital to abort the child!
"Ariel Morris, is your capriciousness something I spoiled into existence, or is it Arlo Seys? Do you know what I most want to do right now?" Jorge Saxton’s voice suddenly heightened by several tones, clearly angrier, as he looked at the rage rising on Ariel Morris’s face: "Right now, I most want Camden to throw you into the sea to feed the fish; that would be better than letting you bring about your own death! At least if I have someone throw you into the sea to feed fish, I would know when you died, how you died! And now you actually dare to hide things from me?! Dare to be so willfully reckless as to play little tricks with me?!"
Ariel Morris’s body trembled slightly, not daring to meet Jorge Saxton’s eyes; at this moment, the rage-filled Jorge Saxton made her feel extremely frightened.
Ariel Morris’s eyes fell slightly, her body somewhat trembling, biting her lip, saying nothing.
"Don’t give me that full-of-wronged look! Ariel Morris, lift your head!" Jorge Saxton roared.
Ariel Morris slowly lifted her head, meeting Jorge Saxton’s face as cold as frost, her voice trembling slightly as she asked: "Brother, what exactly... happened?"
"What matter?" Jorge Saxton sneered, "And at this moment you still won’t confess?! Ariel Morris, you asked for a month, I gave it to you, then you wanted ten more days saying you had something to handle, I refused, and you tricked me into thinking you were unwell, having me bring in experts from Italy, accompanying you to fly to Italy. Ariel Morris, is deceiving your brother fun?"
"Brother, how could you----" Ariel Morris’s voice trembled even more.
How did her brother discover her little scheme? She hid it so well, no one knew, no one guessed.
Jorge Saxton sat on the sofa, exuding an aura of menacing coldness, grabbing the pile of examination reports belonging to Ariel Morris from the coffee table and harshly flinging them at Ariel, his tone utterly frigid: "Well done! Ariel Morris! You’re capable! You’re the first to dare play tricks on me, Jorge Saxton! Do you know what happens to those who play tricks and schemes on me in the business world? Ariel Morris, if you weren’t my sister, for tricking me like this, you’d already be lying here as a cold corpse!"
Ariel Morris stumbled back two steps as a pile of examination reports was thrown at her, biting her lip, her face turning pale; Jorge Saxton’s words, each one like an icy blade, devoid of any warmth, made her feel a chill invading her being.
Ariel Morris slowly squatted down, her pale fingers trembling as she picked up the examination reports one by one from the floor, then began flipping through them. One by one, and when she saw the last report from the expert, her body trembled as if sieved, her eyes gleaming with joy and uncontrollable excitement, "I... I’m pregnant?... Over a month?... Am I really pregnant?! Have I really succeeded?!"
Her excited reaction was even more glaring in Jorge Saxton’s eyes, his tone even colder: "Ariel Morris, so you requested over a month to confirm whether you were pregnant! And now that you are, so what? Can your current body hold out until the child is born? I won’t indulge your willfulness! I won’t permit you to gamble with your life! Camden, seize her, take her to the hospital to remove the child, and book a plane immediately to fly to Italy for toxin treatment!"
"Yes, Young Master Saxton." Camden signaled to the two standing men beside him.
The two suit-clad, cold-faced bodyguards stepped forward, nodding respectfully towards Ariel Morris, "Miss Ariel, apologies." With that, they each gripped one of Ariel’s arms, restraining her.
Ariel Morris looked at Jorge Saxton’s indifferent face, determination was all over her eyes and face, leaving no room for negotiation, as panic and fear surged in her heart. She shook her head fiercely towards Jorge Saxton: "Brother—don’t! I will give birth to this child! I won’t remove it! I don’t want to go to the hospital!!"
