CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 160 I PROMISE YOU [UPDATE 1]

Although he’s 24 now, which isn’t too old, he is of legal marriage age. But the worst part is, he really never thought about marrying Maya Spencer.

He could never have imagined that, having known Maya Spencer for only three months, things would have changed so dramatically. He looked at her not-so-obvious belly, thinking about the life inside that was continuing his lineage, and Liam Spencer’s feelings were very complicated.

This feeling of distress was even more powerless than when he saved Owen Clan Group back in the day, and for the first time, he felt so conflicted about emotions. Even when he parted ways with Grace, he hadn’t felt such a strong emotional impact.

Looking at the girl sleeping quietly beside him, Liam Spencer took a deep breath, opened the car door quietly, got out, walked around to the front of the car, opened the door to the passenger seat, and bent down slowly to unbuckle the seatbelt to carry someone out of the car.

Just then, Maya Spencer suddenly opened her eyes and stared directly at the man.

For a moment, Liam Spencer was embarrassed. He didn’t expect the girl to wake up at this moment. His bent body quickly stood up straight, acting as if nothing had just happened.

Maya Spencer saw this and indifferently picked up her bag, took a step forward, got out of the car without a care, and walked ahead of him into the elevator.

Even though she was very unwilling to enter his apartment again, she knew she couldn’t avoid it, and moreover, things had to have a solution. She wanted to take this opportunity to clearly ask him what he really wanted.

In the elevator, Maya Spencer was holding her bag with both hands, her head lowered, silent. Liam Spencer, on the other hand, was staring ahead as if he were the only one in the elevator.

After entering the room, both remained silent, neither acknowledging the other, much like a cold war between a couple.

This time, Maya Spencer very consciously stayed in the second bedroom, not entering the master bedroom she had lived in before.

This cold atmosphere persisted until dinner. Only when the takeout delivery arrived did Liam Spencer put aside his pride, walked to the door of the second bedroom, and knocked on Maya Spencer’s door.

Inside the room, Maya Spencer heard the knocking, got out of bed unhurriedly, opened the door, and looked at him expressionlessly as she asked, "What’s up?"

"Dinner!" Liam Spencer replied without expression.

At this point, Maya Spencer didn’t throw a tantrum, quietly walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, sat down unceremoniously, and ate quietly.

But her indifferent attitude made Liam Spencer even more upset because her lack of emotion made it impossible for him to guess what she was thinking. When she was angry, at least he could tell that she hated him and wanted to get rid of the child. But at this moment, he was completely baffled, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the middle of dinner, Maya Spencer suddenly put down her chopsticks, raised her head, and asked Liam Spencer earnestly, "What are your plans?"

After an afternoon of silence, she finally got to the point, asking the question she most wanted an answer to. Although she had known about the pregnancy for only a few days, these days felt like centuries to her; she didn’t want to waste any more time and wanted to deal with this thorny issue as quickly as possible.

Liam Spencer listened to her question, raised his head, and looked directly into her eyes as if trying to see her thoughts through her gaze.

The man’s gaze made Maya Spencer unable to discern his intentions, but she no longer wanted to argue. Over the past few days, both the physical discomfort and psychological distress had tormented her enough.

Moreover, she had already enacted her revenge. Although it hadn’t completely eliminated her hatred towards the Spencer Family and Liam Spencer, it was enough to calm her down and negotiate about the child.

She deliberately reminded, "I’m not trying to argue with you anymore. I’m negotiating."

The man watched her talk while she emphasized with small gestures, clearly feeling that she still didn’t want this child.

He swallowed and said, "If the child is born, don’t worry about the upbringing costs later. As for you, whatever kind of compensation you want, I can give it to you."

Liam Spencer felt that his request was not excessive. He admitted that, until now, he indeed hadn’t thought about marrying Maya Spencer. But he also hadn’t thought about letting her bear a child for him without giving anything in return. As long as she was willing to have the child, whatever she wanted—if he had it, he would give it to her.

Listening to the man’s words, Maya Spencer felt ironic. She couldn’t help but laugh, a laugh filled with helplessness and bitterness.

He was right in saying that she was just a tool, and now she was being treated as a reproductive tool again. Ridiculous! Truly ridiculous!

Maya Spencer tried to suppress her inner anger and stopped arguing with him because she had never won.

She thought about being bullied by him for so long and ended up getting nothing out of it, with a belly full of hatred and not knowing what to do.

No, she hadn’t gotten nothing; she had gained a lot—pain, anger, hatred, and most importantly, lessons learned.

Through her battle with Liam Spencer, Maya Spencer suddenly realized that no matter when or what it is, never try to take shortcuts. Always rely on one’s own efforts.

If she had maintained her distance from him from the start, she certainly wouldn’t have ended up in today’s miserable situation.

Thinking about this heavy lesson, her mouth curled slightly upward, and the bitter smile gradually turned into a calm smile, eventually evolving into a cold laugh.

She took a deep breath, tightly gripping the edge of the dining table, and smiled as she said, "Fine! I agree with you. Don’t forget what you said; you can give me whatever compensation I want."

"Hmm! I promise," the man replied affirmatively to show he was reassuring her, hoping she would have the child.

Listening to the man’s affirmation, Maya Spencer stared into his eyes, slowly rising from her chair, and coldly said, "Once I know what I want, I’ll tell you."

After saying this, she turned and walked toward the second bedroom, thinking that ultimately this matter had to be resolved in the most vulgar way. The compensation Liam Spencer referred to wasn’t anything other than monetary compensation, was it?

No problem, he shouldn’t think that just because he has a lot of money, she can’t exhaust it. Since he values this child so much, she’ll definitely give birth to it for him.

In the dining room, Liam Spencer watched the girl’s departing figure, finally able to let out a breath he had been holding. She finally agreed to have the child, even though he knew the cost would be great, he still wanted to keep it.

Liam Spencer couldn’t explain or understand why he insisted on having this child. Was it because he promised her at the beginning that he would be responsible? In retrospect, if the person carrying the child today wasn’t Maya Spencer, would he still want the child? In the end, he didn’t come up with an answer.

Life doesn’t have "what ifs," only consequences! Now he must bear the consequences of his past carefree actions.

At the dining table, Liam Spencer looked at the leftover food, made a phone call, and called the cleaning lady to tidy up.

There was clearly another person in the room, so why did it feel so cold and quiet? This coldness persisted until 1 AM and was finally broken by the sound of someone coming out of the bedroom and rummaging in the dining room.

In the master bedroom, upon hearing the noise, Liam Spencer immediately jumped off the bed and rushed to the living room.