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Chapter 154 - 154: I Don’t Want to See You Suffer
Chapter 154 - 154: I Don’t Want to See You Suffer
Chapter 154: Chapter 154: I Don’t Want to See You Suffer
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Molly Walker’s eyelids started to twitch rapidly.
The third brother spoke because she was carrying Michael Gallagher’s baby, but Michael didn’t know the baby was his!
“I have to go, I have something to do.” Jake Leaford stood up immediately, walking out while pulling Elizabeth Aitken with him.
Elizabeth struggled to free herself, but Jake held onto her tightly, coughing a few times.
She glanced at Molly, then at Michael; biting her lip, she followed Jake out. Only Jeremy Norman, Michael Gallagher, and Molly Walker were left, staring at one another.
Jeremy did not initiate leaving, and as he was about to say something to Molly, Michael tapped on the table and softly asked, “Mr. Norman, are you planning on staying overnight?”
This question carried a blunt tone.
Jeremy could clearly feel that since the voice message from Joshua Thompson, Michael’s attitude had changed.
“Mr. Gallagher is kidding. Molly and I haven’t reached that point yet. Furthermore, if I like her, I should respect her.” Jeremy’s tone was gentle, and he smiled charmingly, “It’s getting late. Perhaps, Mr. Gallagher should also leave. As an ex-husband, you should avoid causing controversy.”
Ex-husband, avoid causing controversy…
Michael Gallagher’s expression hardened slightly, his face showing discomfort.
Looking at the two men confronting each other, Molly felt a headache coming on.
“It is getting late indeed. You both should leave, I’m a bit tired and want to go to bed early.” Today she had not only been set up by her own brother but also had to deal with these two men, which was giving her a headache. Seeing her exhausted expression, Michael slowly stood up…
As he stood, Jeremy also got up.
“Let’s leave together, Mr. Gallagher. I have something to discuss with you.”
Michael nodded, heading for the door with Jeremy.
When they arrived at the door, both of them stopped unconsciously.
Jeremy looked at Michael, puzzled, “Mr. Gallagher, what are you…”
Unwilling to leave? Reluctant to leave?
The normally gentle and handsome Jeremy furrowed his brows, about to say something, when suddenly a force pushed him out and the door closed with a Jeremy, who was left standing alone outside:
He was pushed out by Michael, but Michael stayed inside. “Michael Gallagher, what do you mean?!”
An enraged Jeremy couldn’t help but swear furiously.
Molly, standing not far away, was stunned.
She could not believe that Michael could do something like this.
Michael turned around, glanced at her, and walked towards her languidly.
Under the dim light, his tall and upright figure, handsome features, and the meaningful smile on his lips: “Do you tell them that I eat and run? Is that what you say about me?”
“Not long after we got intimate, you brought up divorce, so aren’t you the one who eats and runs?”
Molly was taken aback and couldn’t suppress a cough.
When she was alone with Jeremy, she was calm, but when she was left alone with Michael, she was a bit nervous.
She did not show it, but unconsciously backed off, putting some distance between them.
Noticing her actions, Michael Gallagher raised an eyebrow, his gaze deepening.
Under the warm light, her gorgeous face flushed pink, like a peeled egg tinted with rouge, charming and captivating.
No wonder Jeremy was so smitten; she indeed had the charm to bewitch men.
Molly stiffened her neck, lowering her voice, “Mr. Gallagher, did you stay just to ask this? Single men and women alone in a room might not be the best idea. Maybe you should go home first, and we can talk about this another day if there’s anything.”
She glanced at the main door, clearly hinting for him to leave.
Michael Gallagher, his gaze as tranquil as water, extended a hand, presenting her a set of keys, “I bought a flat in the same complex, you might not feel comfortable living in Jeremy’s house…”
Paused slightly, “During our three years of marriage you wanted nothing, but you can stay in this house with peace of mind. You don’t have to live in
Jeremy’s house.”
This was his intention of visiting today, to gift her a house.
He was acquainted with the real estate boss of this housing complex. Knowing that Jeremy Norman had given her a house, he bought one as well.
When she left the Thompson residence, she had nowhere to stay, and her grandmother’s old house was unsafe. Better to gift her a house than have her use somebody else’s.
Looking at the bundle of keys, Molly Walker paused, then suddenly laughed, “I guess I am lucky. People always seem to be giving me houses.”
She did not take the keys.
She smiled lightly, “Thanks, Mr. Gallagher. I plan to purchase Jeremy Norman’s house, rather than accepting it as a gift. I will not accept yours either.” When she chose to leave everything behind, it was to avoid entanglement with him, and she didn’t want entanglement with other men either.
She understood what her brothers were trying to say; they hoped that if she should marry again, it would be to a man who treated her well.
But she did not want to marry again.
If Jeremy Norman was unwilling to sell her the house, she would have to move out, but she would not move into Michael Gallagher’s house.
Her rejection was expected.
After the divorce, she was like a bird that had escaped its cage and had sprouted beautiful feathers. She was no longer the canary under his protection. He placed the keys on the table, his tone somber: “Consider it a gift for the baby.”
Molly’s heart jumped to her throat. Her overlapping hands trembled slightly, and her pupils contracted.
His attitude today was strange.
What exactly had his mother-in-law told him?
Molly didn’t dare respond. She didn’t know how much Michael Gallagher had found out.
“Jeremy Norman is not suitable for you,” Michael Gallagher added, “His family situation is too complicated, you will be wronged if you marry him.”
He had already investigated. Jeremy Norman’s mother was dissatisfied with Molly and was on her way here.
If she were still a part of the Thompson family, perhaps the Norman family would tolerate her for the Thompson’s sake. But since she had severed ties with the Thompsons, without their protection, and with such a mother-in-law, her life with a baby would not be easy.
He glanced at her still flat abdomen, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and his tone was harsh, “We were once husband and wife, I can’t stand to see you wronged.”
Molly chuckled lightly, her voice calm as still water: “Thank you for the reminder. There is no one in the world who can wrong me now.”
All the wrong she could suffer had been inflicted during the three years of her marriage to him.
“If you don’t care, you won’t feel wronged.”
Molly’s tone was flat. In a simple sentence, she expressed all her feelings of having been wronged.
Michael Gallagher’s pupils contracted, followed by a furrow of his brows.
Because of all the wrong she’d suffered, she stopped caring about everything?
For some reason, on hearing her calmly uttering these words, Michael Gallagher’s heart tightened slightly.
“Keep the keys. I don’t take back things that I’ve given away.”
Molly laughed, her eyes narrowing with interest as she looked at him, “You don’t want me to live in Jeremy Norman’s house but let me live in yours. Mr. Gallagher, do you think I don’t have enough rumours surrounding me and want to add fuel to the fire?”
She twisted the keys, putting them in his hand, “I appreciate your kindness, Mr. Gallagher, please leave, I need to rest.”
After she finished speaking, she turned around without hesitation, and shut the door behind her with a “bang”.
Michael Gallagher’s thin lips were pressed into a straight line, his eyes full of coldness.
The key in his hands was exceedingly cold, so much so that his stomach ached a little.
He hadn’t eaten. If it were before, she would have urged him to eat or cooked for him herself.
After the divorce, there were men rushing to cook for her.
Perhaps as she said, if you don’t care, there would be no sense of being wronged.
Molly lay on the bed, hearing the sound of the door closing, knowing that he had left.
Thinking about his words, her eyes dimmed.
Just then, Joshua Thompson sent a message: “Daniel Thompson said he will come to see you with us tomorrow.. Will you see him?”