Focus on Revenge A Photographer’s Killer Shot novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Isolde: “……

Actually, she knew Vincent was there specifically for her.

It’s not the first time he’s helped her either.

But this time Isolde won’t make a fool of herself.

She thought Vincent should have saved her because he was afraid that the divorce license was still pending, and if she died front, then he, Vincent, would be a widow.

Widowed spouse words, more or less is a bit unlucky.

Isolde pursed her lips, her tone was serious: “No matter what the reason is, it is a fact that you saved me, thank you.”

Vincent faintly hooked his lips.

The light was green, he turned around and stepped on the gas.

The Maybach drove forward.

Isolde swept her eyes out the window and wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, “Where are you taking me?”

“The hospital.”

Isolde’s breath hitched.

To the hospital in case it turns out she’s pregnant ……

“I’m fine!” Isolde said sharply, “I’m not going to the hospital.”

Vincent didn’t slow down, just said, “It’s better to check.”

“I know my own body well.” Isolde said, “You stop the car, I want to get off!”

Vincent frowned slightly and looked at Isolde through the rearview mirror, “You seem to be afraid of going to the hospital?”

“Who likes hospitals?” Isolde’s heart was so tense that her tone was impulsive, “Vincent do you hear me? I told you to stop the car!”

Although she had already decided not to have a child, she was also afraid that Vincent’s bones were the same as most of the men in the luxury family, and he was extremely attached to his bloodline offspring.

What if the pregnancy was exposed and Vincent forced her to keep the child?

There is no shortage of examples of leaving children to their mothers in the mansion.

Isolde doesn’t want to become a reproductive tool for the rich and powerful, and she doesn’t want her child to grow up in an incomplete family without a mother from the moment she is born. …….

……..

Thinking about this, Isolde became more and more emotional.

“Vincent, I repeat, I’m not going to the hospital! You stop the carl I want to get out of the car!”

It was the first time Vincent had seen Isolde this nonchalant.

He slowed down the car, “Don’t worry, I’ll leave after I take you for a checkup.”

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Chapter 52

“No need.” Isolde’s voice was icy cold. “Don’t forget that you’re Doris‘ public boyfriend now, your every move could be watched by the paparazzi, do you want to do it again after what happened last time on the net?”

“Last time was an accident, not again.”

Isolde didn’t know where Vincent got his confidence!

The paparazzi never have any limits for the sake of heat.

If Vincent continued to contact her as Doris‘ boyfriend, the rumor mongering incident like last time would be repeated sooner or later.

Of course, all of these were secondary to the fact that the most important thing right now was not to let Vincent send her to the hospital!

“Vincent, you don’t think that if you’re nice to me, I’ll be stupid enough to be a free babysitter for you and Doris again?”

Isolde said with a sneer, “Honestly, the thought of me babysitting for you and Doris for five years makes me sick!”

Vincent hit the brakes hard.

The sound of sharp brakes cut through the night.

The Maybach came to a stop at the side of the road.

“Isolde, Rowan truly treats you like a mother.”

Vincent looked at Isolde through the rearview mirror, “Don’t you think you’re out of line for saying something like that?”

Isolde avoided his gaze, her hand hanging at her side clenching quietly.

She knew Rowan was innocent, and had never taken it out on Rowan.

But right now, she had to say this.

Isolde’s face remained cold, “I’m just being honest.”

Vincent let out a cold snort, his handsome face looked gloomy, and he was just about to speak when his cell phone rang.

It was Doris calling.

He paused, but still connected, “Doris…… you don’t worry, I’ll be right back.”

The phone hung up and Vincent turned his head to look at her.

Before he could speak, he heard Isolde say, “Open the door, I’ll get off.”

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