Chapter 2720: A Foreign Land Is Not Home

"Dad, can’t you see? You threaten him, and at most, he’d only clash with you in business. He wouldn’t let the Janus Family and me fall into this plight. Dad, the real reason is that he wants to protect that woman, that whore. I knew it; his soul has been captured by her. His thoughts are not on me at all, haha... That woman is truly a temptress. How did she manage to achieve this? Sylvan Cheney, I really want to know, what kind of witchcraft did she use on you? Making you go all out against the Janus Family, condemning me to a lifetime of disgrace!"

Yes, this child can’t be aborted anymore; her existence will constantly remind her of this disgraceful act.

She finally understood why Sylvan Cheney was so attentive during her pregnancy, so concerned about this child, even personally accompanying her for check-ups, it was because he didn’t want anything to happen to this child.

This man’s tactics are ruthless, but his heart is even more ruthless!

In over twenty years, she had never met such a calculating man, who had every move of hers under his control.

But she couldn’t understand, he and Jasmine Yale had known each other for just a few days, and he was so devoted?

Where did that woman manage to capture his soul? Haha...

She lost completely.

"Erin Janus, I’ll remind you once more, speak politely, unless you want me to lay a hand on you again." Sylvan Cheney’s eyes flickered, his jawline tightly clenched.

"Politely? Sylvan Cheney, how can a woman still be polite to you in such a situation? Sylvan Cheney, you’re too ruthless! You’re not human! People like you will never have descendants!" Erin Janus cursed Sylvan Cheney with all her might, using the most venomous words.

But her stomach hurt terribly, spasming in waves, and after saying those words, she was drenched in sweat.

She panted for breath, her eyes filled with cold indifference, and large beads of sweat dripped down her forehead.

"Hiss..." She gasped, clutching Kieran Janus’s clothes, "Dad, my stomach hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

"Is it time to give birth?" Kieran Janus, inexperienced, watched his daughter in a panic.

Erin Janus wished she could curl up from the pain, her whole stomach felt like it was about to collapse.

"I don’t want to give birth, I don’t want to give birth, Dad, get someone to get rid of this bastard! Kill it! Kill it!" She didn’t want to carry a lifetime of disgrace; this child was her disgrace!

She was the Little Princess, a princess raised with all the stars surrounding her, how could she bear such disgrace!

She never thought she would see such a day, losing her home and taking a heavy blow.

"Erin, calm down, it’s okay, isn’t your dad still here with you? Give birth to the child, it’ll be okay." Kieran Janus comforted her, "Someone, where’s the doctor?"

Sylvan Cheney stood silently by, watching the father and daughter like an outsider, his cold face maintaining a distant curve and lines.

The light fell on his face, his tall figure stretched long, casting a shadow on the floor, both lonely and desolate in his silhouette.

It was still raining outside, the villa was warm, and the carpet soft.

Yet, another place is not home.

This place ultimately did not have what he wanted.

It was something he could not have.

The sound of rain flowed like water, the chill of autumn in the air, with gusts of cold wind howling past.

In his ears, there was only the sound of the wind and rain, knocking repeatedly on his heart, lingering on endlessly.