Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 26: I don’t Want to Go to The Obstetrics and Gynaecology Department But With Ex-husband

The car suddenly stopped, Cathy thought she had arrived, sat up and looked out, and he heard the man in front said, "Get out of the car."

"Have we arrived?"

Tyrone ignored her, just untied the seat belt and got off the car.

Cathy thought that he just didn't like to talk, didn't think too much and ask again, opened the car door confusedly and got off the car.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

In front of her was a restaurant.

Looking at the man seem to going in, she was shocked and said, "I had eaten."

The man turned his eyes quirky and glanced at her. "I haven't eaten yet."

Cathy stunned, and suddenly he was very awkward and smiled. "Then I am waiting for you in the car. You can go in and eat."

Tyrone stood up and looked at her lips and smiled deeply. "Cathy, are we a peaceful divorce? I didn't owe you, you didn't owe me, do you need to hide from me?"

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The expression on Cathy's face was a bit stiff, the fingers were unconsciously clenched, and there was a guilty conscience in the eyes. "You think too much, I didn't hide from you, I just didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? The man smiled and walked back to her. His voice was deep and pleasant to hear. Are you afraid Mr. Matt will understand us? Didn't he already know you were with me? Besides, what do you think I can do something to a pregnant woman?"

Cathy tightened her lips, unable to argue.

The man walked straight into the restaurant without looking at her.

The woman gritted her teeth and could only follow.

Isn't it just a dinner?

He was right, she did not owe him, why should her be guilt.

Sitting in a small private room, Cathy was shocked by the unimpeded communication between the man and the waiter.

He was so good in Japanese, she did not know it before.

But it's not surprising that she only recently learned that he was the head of the LT Company.

So young to manage so big a company, how it can be simple. Just let her feel some irony, before the divorce she knew nothing about him, after the divorce these things are inexplicably exposed in front of her eyes.

She and the man seemed to be destined to miss.

The man followed the waiter and turned to see her staring at himself, asked lightly, "What do you want to eat?"

Cathy came back to herself, shaking her head. "huh? Well, I won't eat. I've eaten enough and I'm not hungry now."

Tyrone didn't say much, ordered her a vegetable porridge.

Cathy couldn't understand, but she frowned when the porridge was in front of her. "I said I am not hungry. What are you doing?"

The man picked up the tableware and didn't look up. "no matter you are my ex-wife, I don't have to abuse a pregnant woman. Eat it. If you feel it bad, you can refuse it."

He did not insist on affirmation and also knew that the taste of pregnant women was relatively picky, and she was afraid that she would spit out so he ordered a insipid meal.

Cathy had no words to say. The man's tone had always been indifferent, neither cold nor hot. Maybe it was just to take care of her as a pregnant woman. It would be too pretentious if she continued to show her attitude.

Looking down at the beautiful color porridge in front of her, she did not speak again, picked up a spoon to eat it bite by bite.

Two people eat quietly, suddenly, Cathy stood up and covered her mouth, quickly ran out.

"Cathy!" The man's face darkened and he threw down his knife and fork and quickly chased her out.

Cathy didn't go far, because she couldn't help it. Standing in the hallway and vomiting at the trash can, her expression was very painful.

Tyrone looked a little complicated, walked over, paused, raised his hand and patted her back. Are you OK?

Cathy burst into tears as she stooped and vomited for a long time after eating a lot of food while shopping in the afternoon.

Tyrone stood behind her, her brows tightened, and he inexplicably feel sorry for her.

Just at this time, passing by two women in kimonos. After looking at Cathy in pain, she patted him on the shoulder and asked him kindly, "Sir, how can you make your wife drink so much?"

Tyrone did't apologize either, only nodding apologetically and saying in Japanese, "I'm sorry, she's pregnant."

"Oh, pregnant?" The two women suddenly looked surprised. They looked at each other and then looked at Cathy, who was still vomiting. They smiled: "So serious, it is estimated to be three months. It's really a happy thing."

Another woman also nodded, then patted the man again, "Take care of her."

Looking at the graceful back of the two, Tyrone's deep eyes slowly become sharp.

Three months?

According to her previous meaning, now it was up to two months, if it was three months, then the child...?

He suddenly pulled her up, bent over and picked her up, and said: "I will take you to the hospital."

Cathy, who had been talking to her aunt, did not understand and did not pay attention to her. She was frightened by his actions. Her face turned pale and she growled, "what hospital are you going to? Put me down!"

Isn't it to be exposed if he go to the hospital, she was not stupid.

"You're vomiting like this, you need to go to the hospital." The man also did not say the doubt in the bottom of his heart, simply said.

Cathy panicked and did not stop pushing him, and she was anxious. "Are you stupid... This is a normal reaction. It is my own thing, I know it myself. Put me down."

How did she not find this man so overbearing before?

She took a breath and calmed down. At the end, she added, "And even if I am going to the hospital for examination, it shouldn't be you. I don't want to go to the obstetrics and gynaecology to be with ex- husband."

She deliberately bit on her ex-husband and reminded him of his identity.

For any man, this sentence is undoubtedly the most heart-felt, of course, including Tyrone, coupled with the suspicion that his heart has risen again, his face becomes ugly and sullen.

Cathy was trembling in her heart. She blinked her eyes in fear and hugged his neck, thinking that he wouldn't be angry and slammed her off the ground.

Tyrone certainly won't do that, but he was also trying his best to restrain his emotions. He was also extremely restrained. Every time he thought of her after divorce, his accumulated depression, like a balloon blowing up, swelled up again and again.

After closing his eyes, he opened them again, his voice was quiet. "I'll take you back to the hotel."

"You didn't finish your eating?" Cathy blurted.

The man glanced at her and she immediately shut up with guilty conscience.

All right, in this case, no one can eat in the mood.

Put her back in the car, until arriving the hotel, the man did not say a word, the atmosphere in the car was strange.

Cathy's mind was in turmoil.