CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: YOU WANT ME TO COMMIT BIGAMY? (1)

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a series of light footsteps approached.

Elias Hawthorne turned around and saw Claire North, wearing silk nightwear with thin straps, walking in bashfully.

"Elias..."

Her voice was sultry and seductive.

Elias Hawthorne’s face immediately darkened, "Get out!"

At that moment, the harshness that burst out made Claire North’s face turn pale, her scalp tingled, yet she still forced herself to maintain a pitiful demeanor, "Elias, can you listen to me, about the Baby..."

Elias Hawthorne’s expression immediately turned mocking, "Are you sure you’re here to talk about the Baby dressed like that, and not planning to climb into my bed?"

"I..."

"Get out, don’t make me say it a third time!"

"I admit it! I just lied to you! Actually, I just wanted to tell you what I did yesterday was because of the Baby’s provocation. It was him deliberately instigating someone to provoke me, which led me to make such a mistake, you..."

"Shut up!" Elias Hawthorne interrupted coldly, "Claire North, are you really the Baby’s mother?"

Claire North was startled, forced a smile, "Yes... of course I am. Hasn’t Uncle Coleman already proven my identity?"

"Why do I feel like you aren’t?"

Elias Hawthorne’s tone was icy and contemptuous, "If you truly are the Baby’s mother, how could you say such things? As a mother, shouldn’t you unconditionally protect your child no matter what they do wrong? Are you saying this to appear selfless or to ruin the Baby’s reputation?"

"No! I never meant that!" Claire North hurriedly explained, "I’m just too anxious, I was afraid you’d misunderstand me. Elias, I’m the Baby’s biological mother. That destiny binds us together for life. I... I just don’t want you to misunderstand me."

"You don’t want me to misunderstand, so you disregard the Baby’s honor? And really, if it was truly about explaining, did you need to dress like that and knock on my door?"

Elias Hawthorne’s words devoid of warmth sent a chill through Claire North’s heart. She had erred again, assuming that even if Elias Hawthorne wasn’t like other men, impatient and eager, he’d at least spare her a glance.

Who knew...

"I..." Claire North racked her brain trying to explain, yet found no excuse, only able to plead, "Please, for the Baby’s sake, give me another chance. Children always hope for united parents."

"He has already chosen his mother, and it’s not you. Therefore, from now on, you don’t need to concern yourself with the Baby’s affairs."

"What? Elias... you..." Claire North was in disbelief, taking a long moment to speak, "Are you really so heartless as to separate me from my child? The Baby is still young and truly needs his mother; you can’t be so heartless!"

"Heartless?"

Elias Hawthorne sneered, "Claire North, have you forgotten? You were the one who sold the Baby for five million. If the Baby wasn’t set on having a mother, do you think you’d still have the chance to appear in front of him in this lifetime?"

Claire North trembled all over, filled with indescribable regret.

In this life, she regretted only two things. The first was selling the Baby. The second was letting Claire North marry into the Hawthorne Family in her place.

But no matter how much she regretted it, the events had already occurred and couldn’t be undone.

Claire North took a deep breath, "I know I was wrong, I will never do it again. Elias, I beg you to give me another chance, let me be there to watch my child grow up."