Chapter 310 - 308 Misjudged [3 updates]
Aron watched the girl in front of him, gave her a once-over, and said, "Are you comfortable living at Liam’s apartment? You haven’t been home for a month."
"It doesn’t matter where I live, there’s nothing good or bad about it," Maya answered with a smile.
Aron looked at Maya, whose mood was not high, and stared at her for a moment, before saying earnestly, "Maya, your uncle called you over to ask you to take care of something."
"Uncle, it’s not that I’m disobedient, but I’m really in a difficult situation right now. My relationship with Liam isn’t as good as you think, he won’t sign the contract for me anymore." Before Aron could state his purpose, Maya had already refused.
Her purpose in coming today was also to clarify things with her uncle, to make sure he didn’t pin any hopes on her, otherwise it would only lead to disappointment.
She herself was most aware of her relationship with Liam; it was impossible for her to ask Liam for help, and Liam would not help her either.
Besides, she no longer had any bargaining chips. Her body and dignity were all tied to Lillian, even if she were willing to sacrifice her life for her uncle, Liam wouldn’t want it; she was completely out of options now.
Sitting behind the desk, Aron’s expression became unpleasant as he listened to Maya’s refusal.
He took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, "Maya, this matter is very important. The Morris Clan Group is slowly recovering, yet there’s rumors that Liam and Lillian are teaming up to target our company. Now, everyone in the company is in a panic, and even some shareholders have started to propose withdrawing their investment. If this continues, the Hanson Clan will undoubtedly become the next Morris Clan. So, you must help your uncle. As long as we sign this cooperation plan with Liam, it will alleviate everyone’s suspicion, and this project isn’t as big as the last one you signed, Liam will certainly agree."
Maya looked at her uncle’s aggressive stance, feeling immense pressure; she didn’t know what qualifications she had to discuss cooperation with Liam. Wasn’t this a joke? Wasn’t this asking for embarrassment?
But seeing her uncle’s eager eyes, she felt very troubled and took a deep breath, saying helplessly, "Uncle, really, it’s not that I’m not helping you. If it were something within my grasp, I wouldn’t make you say so much, but I am really in a difficult situation right now. How about this! Let’s hold off on this for a while. If my relationship with Liam improves, I’ll come and get the contract, okay? But please don’t hold too much hope in me."
At this moment, other than using delaying tactics to make Aron accept this fact, Maya couldn’t think of any solution.
Aron looked at Maya’s troubled expression, and his face became increasingly unpleasant.
Seeing this, Maya quickly stood up from the chair and said, "Uncle, I’ll be going now, I’ll see you again next time."
Maya was afraid of her uncle getting angry, afraid of seeing him unhappy, because three years ago, it was her uncle who took her away, who gave her a new life, which made Maya feel inexplicably compliant towards him.
In fact, the misfortune three years after also had a lot to do with Aron.
In front of the desk, Aron watched Maya’s leaving figure, listened to the sound of her closing the door, and angrily stood up from the chair, grabbed the prepared contract, and slammed it on the desk, cursing loudly, "Damn."
He didn’t expect that after just over three months of Maya’s return, she had started to become disobedient.
Earlier, seeing her hatred towards Liam, he thought she would definitely join forces with him, would definitely give it her all to help him. Looks like what Dad used to say about his sister was not wrong at all, daughters are always partial to outsiders, never count on them.
He assumed Maya was different from other women, that she had a rare sharpness and ruthlessness which others lack. Unexpectedly, he was wrong; in the end, Maya still disappointed him, letting him foolishly invest so much.
On the way back, thinking of her uncle’s disappointed expression, Maya felt suffocated.
She knew in her heart that her uncle took her back home, gave her the best environment, hoping she could contribute to the Hanson Clan, but now she was in a desperate situation, unable to protect herself. How could she help her uncle?
In the taxi, thinking about these mind-boggling matters, Maya suddenly felt a sharp headache, accompanied by nausea.
Covering her mouth, her brows furrowed tightly together, she clearly remembered, last time this happened, she was pregnant.
Thinking of the word ’pregnant,’ Maya’s eyes snapped wide open, thinking, could it be she was pregnant? She obviously took pills, how could this be?
After her shock, her face turned pale, her heart raced to the point of exploding, because she didn’t know who the child’s father was.
During this past month, Liam had assigned her too many tasks, and she hadn’t seen the faces of those people even once, which gave her a sense of irrational fear.
Thinking of the child’s father, thinking of her chaotic life, Maya suddenly started laughing like a mad person.
Thinking to herself, so retribution does exist, three years ago she lied about her chaotic life, swore she wouldn’t admit the child was Liam’s, three years later, it is happening just as she said, she truly doesn’t know who the child’s father is this time.
In the taxi, thinking of this absurd cycle, she turned her head, looked out the window, and cried out in grief.
The reason for crying so heartbreakingly may be because she’s been so unlucky recently, and also let her uncle down.
Now, Maya felt as though she were just a waste, a completely useless person.
In the driver’s seat, the driver saw Maya crying sorrowfully, quickly comforting, "Miss, please don’t cry anymore, when you get out, people might think I bullied you."
Listening to the driver’s comfort, Maya instead cried even harder, if she truly was pregnant, what should she do then?
Can she keep this child? Can she even hold onto it? Even if she doesn’t know who the father is, should she still give birth?
Thinking of the child facing the same tragedy as her, Maya started crying uncontrollably, crying until she was convulsed.
After getting out of the taxi, Maya didn’t immediately return to Liam’s apartment, but sat in the pavilion inside the community, secretly wiping her tears.
Even when alone at home, feeling the air tainted with Liam’s scent, she felt very depressed.
In the pavilion, she sat on the chair inside, resting her chin on her hand propped on the table, fingers constantly wiping the tears off her face.
She really wanted to go to the hospital for a check-up, to see if she was truly pregnant, to see if the baby was healthy.
But her current identity was special, she was the Hanson Family’s young lady; she didn’t dare formally undergo a pregnancy test for fear of exposure, and she didn’t dare go to her uncle’s friend’s hospital, because she didn’t know how to explain the pregnancy to her uncle, nor how to explain that this child wasn’t Liam’s.