Chapter ３ she was so angry that her wound hurt

Staring at the man's good-looking and deep face, he was impeccably handsome, but Rita was eager to scratch him.

It was not until she became a mother that she realized that she had to think about many things.

This man could be sent to jail, but what if his child, a father with a criminal record, engaged in politics in the future?

Hearing that, Machel raised his eyebrows?

She was only on her second year of college and just 20 years old. She had a colorful life in the future, but unexpectedly she became a mother of a child.

Machel had thought that such a young and inexperienced girl would not think so far.

At this moment, she had thought so much about a child who was a rapist in her eyes.

Machel’s hard jaw line softened a little, and he raised the corners of his mouth a little. He said in a hoarse voice, "so, what do you want me to do?"

'what to do?

Rita turned her head to look out of the window. It was dark outside. The next second, it began to rain outside. The raindrops were blown to the glass by the wind and began to crack, disturbing the quiet atmosphere.

She closed her eyes helplessly. Feeling wronged, Rita felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry again.

Thinking of her sister's death, her mother lying on the bed, Sara's declaration of complacency a few hours ago, and a newborn child.

She couldn't be weak. There were a lot of things waiting for her to deal with, so she had to be strong. At this moment, she had to shoulder the responsibility of being a mother!

She opened her eyes again, and the grievance and weakness were no longer there. With a cold and firm look in her eyes, she looked at the man in front and made up her mind. "Let's get married. You should change your evil spirits and return to justice. You should let the child be born in a justifiable way."

A complete family had a great impact on the child.

Because she had no father since she was a child, she was laughed at, bullied, and grew up under the guidance of others. She would not let her child experience these tragic experiences again.

'get back to normal?'???

Machel couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Did she misunderstand something?

Or did she know what he had done in the past?

No, at that time, she was just a kid.

"If you want to get married,." Machel nodded. Since Rita was going to get married, he would give it to her.

The next second, he began to think about the division of property.

He hadn't calculated the stock, fund and real estate under his name. He didn't know how much money he had. He had to go back and ask the lawyer and financial department to check and settle the money he had earned over the years.

After he thought it through, he took a deep breath and felt relieved.

But when she heard the man's words, she couldn't help but sneer. Agreed? How arrogant you are! If he got married, he wouldn't have to go to jail and be the father of his child. He should be grateful!

Since he would be the father of the child in the future, Rita looked him up and down carefully.。

It was the first time that she had seen him so clearly.

In a daze that night, she didn't see clearly what he looked like.

She didn't know what brand the man was wearing. It was a clean and tidy black shirt, or maybe a strange brand, with shiny shoes. He looked like a gentleman, but a half old red rope in his wrist betrayed him.

The red rope was worn for a long time.

He took great efforts in cleaning himself up to come to see her.

"What's your name? How old are you? Where do you live? What is your job now?"she asked

Machel was very calm and answered every question she asked.

"Machel, a local." He was born here when he was a child and went abroad when he was ten years old.

"29 years old."

Hearing that,Rita frowned. 29! He was nine years older than her! She had reached 20 years old a few days before she gave birth!

He hesitated as the question where to live. He had propertys, and there were countless houses under his name. He didn't know where to live.

Machel looked at her coldly and answered seriously, "I'm not sure where to live."

Rita felt a dull pain in her wound again. he was 29 years old and didn't even have a house to live in. He lived in unsheltered house.

So how did he get the courage to ask her to take back the child?

After a long silence, the corners of her eyes turned red with anger. Riita bit her lips and said impatiently, "go on. What is your job now?"

But Rita had no expectation of his career. He was almost thirty years old, and there was no fixed residence . What kind of profitable career could he have?

Rita began to regret asking him to be the father of her child