Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 97: She’s Afraid

The scene that just happened quickly flashed through Maeve Lane’s mind. She lowered her head, the brim of her hat covered her eyes. "I have something to do outside, borrow your clothes to wear."

"Going to buy birth control pills?"

Maeve Lane was not surprised that Julian Fairchild guessed what she was going to do. She didn’t intend to hide it from him, "Yes."

A moment later.

Maeve Lane watched the man walk up to her, his face slightly somber, the oppressive atmosphere spreading throughout the room.

The spacious suite inexplicably felt a bit cramped.

She did not understand, looking at Julian Fairchild’s unpredictable face, "Do you want a child?"

For a long time, the man did not speak, and just when Maeve Lane thought he would not speak, Julian Fairchild moved his lips, his voice somewhat astringent, "Don’t you want one?"

A child belonging to him and Maeve Lane.

Just thinking about it filled him with anticipation for the rest of his life.

But from Maeve Lane’s perspective, he asked a very strange question.

The coolness in her serene eyes intensified, she answered decisively, "No."

The man was silent.

Maeve Lane felt the atmosphere here was too oppressive, almost suffocating, "I’ll leave first."

"Wait." Julian Fairchild called out to her.

Maeve Lane stopped, looking puzzled.

"If," he turned his back to her, his voice was very soft, "I want one?"

The room was frighteningly silent.

After a long time, Maeve Lane subtly lowered her gaze, "After these two months pass, there are plenty of people who will have one for you."

She raised her head, her light-colored pupils still beautiful and indifferent, her voice excessively calm, "But I won’t. The original agreement did not require me to have a child for you."

Such a sober and cruel answer.

Seemingly revisiting past unrequited pursuits.

Julian Fairchild’s gaze wavered, the light within seemed to extinguish instantly.

Miles Hughes watching from outside felt heartbroken.

How heartbreaking must it be for the young master.

He specifically called him to bring milk and food for the young mistress, even personally gathered many books on pregnancy, thinking the young mistress had come around, but it turned out the young master was still one-sided.

Maeve Lane felt guilty towards him, but not guilty enough to have a child for him. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Anything related to life needs to be taken seriously.

She knew clearly in her heart that she didn’t love him.

Those occasional surging emotions were merely due to the atmosphere.

As for whatever feelings Julian Fairchild had for her, she didn’t want to think about it.

She had long been prepared to grow old alone, these things meant nothing to her; she owed Julian Fairchild a lot, but could only make up to him so much.

When Maeve Lane left again, Julian Fairchild did not stop her.

But Miles Hughes, standing at the doorway, stopped her, "Don’t, young mistress, you don’t need to buy, I have them here."

She raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, "Where?"

"Right in the young master’s room, I’ll go find them." After speaking, Miles Hughes quickly retrieved a familiar bottle from a drawer.

This was what she frequently ate at home.

Birth control pills are harmful to the body, but she never planned to have children in her lifetime, so she wasn’t concerned about it.

"Here, young mistress, you can take this." Miles Hughes hurriedly handed it to Maeve Lane.

Maeve Lane glanced at Julian Fairchild, but did not take it in front of him, "Okay."

She returned to her room.

Miles Hughes sighed, cautiously glanced at the man emitting a low pressure, "Young master, why didn’t you give it to the young mistress? She almost went to buy real birth control pills just now."

The room was left with only the sound of the pendulum swinging.

After a while, Julian Fairchild closed his eyes lightly, his voice was deep and low, "She is afraid."

"She is afraid of getting pregnant with my child."