Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 1448

To avoid trouble, Joanne casually chatted with Patrick for a while and then hung up the phone.

She broke into a cold sweat unknowingly.

Joanne thought, 'I must protect my deary.'

She breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, she felt a cold gaze on her. Joanne looked over and saw Edwin's sharp, searching eyes.

He asked doubtfully, "Who is the 'deary' on your phone, Patrick or that little girl?"

Joanne's heart lurched. She raised her eyebrows slowly." Does it matter to you?"

"Of course." Edwin's eyes narrowed slightly. He leaned down and said word for word, "Patrick is already Ms. Brown's fiance. Based on your messy relationship with Jack, this deary cannot be him, so it could only be that little girl. How is she related to you? Why do you call her so intimately?"

Sure enough, Edwin didn't believe Patrick's words. Joanne got nervous.

"Patrick has said she is his daughter. Why can't I call her intimately? I am naturally fond of children. They are like angels. I can call her what I like. This is none of your business, Mr. Atherton. You're such a busybody."

"You're lying." Edwin raised his eyebrows. "Then why did Patrick's daughter call you in the middle of the night? It's nighttime in Mourpa. Does she not know when is the right time to make a call?"

Joanne was stumped for a moment and then sneered, "How could children know that? You're ridiculous."

This time, Edwin was stunned.

His handsome eyes narrowed as if he was trying to find out Joanne was lying.

Yet Joanne's back was straight. She was not afraid of his gaze at all.

On the contrary, she looked straight at Edwin with a sarcastic smile. "Mr. Atherton, you're so aggressive. Could it be that you think that's your child?"

Edwin's guess was revealed by Joanne in such a joking tone. As if he had suffered a great blow, Edwin lost his previous arrogance. He admitted wryly, "Yes. So what?"

He often laughed at Cedrick for being busy around his children everyday.

However, privately, Edwin envied their happy family lives.

When he picked up Joanne’s phone, he heard a lovely voice from a little girl. Even though Edwin had not met her, the pleasant voice sounded a little familiar and tugged at his heartstrings, so he had a trace of expectation and longing.

He even wondered if Joanne had already been pregnant when she left him back then.

Joanne didn't expect Edwin to admit it. A trace of imperceptible panic flashed across her eyes. She sneered and looked at him coldly as if he was an idiot.

Her laughter was mocking.

Edwin became irritated. "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

"I'm laughing at you, Mr. Atherton. You have no children," Joanne smiled, her eyes frosty. "Is Sharon not going to give you a baby? Then what about your other women? You even think Patrick's daughter is yours. How funny you are!"

Edwin's face paled.

His heart sank. He felt so depressed.

"I thought you were hiding my daughter just like Cat." Edwin's eyes dimmed as he glanced at Joanne and smiled wryly, "You're right. You even abandoned me. How could you possibly have my child? I was delusional."

Pursing his pale lips, Edwin turned and fled.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.