Angel's Got A Baby novel Chapter 2

"Okay, Mr. Terence. As long as you get me pregnant, I'll run as far as I can away from you. Unfortunately, you have to stand my face a bit longer if you don't plan to give in to me just yet,"

Vanessa said in a sickly sweet voice, which even made herself sick.

Terence snorted. "If I don't get you pregnant, will you follow me for the rest of your life then?"

A lifetime of following him? She had never thought of this question. In fact, when she came here, she thought that it would be much easier for her to tempt him. She didn't expect that it was this hard to get the man!

Flashing him a bright smile, she said the last thing that he wanted to hear.

"Yes!"

Originally, it was supposed to be a two-hour flight. However, with Vanessa hovering beside him, Terence felt as if he was being tortured for twenty years. He just couldn't wait to throw her off the plane.

When they finally arrived at the YH Company, Jeremiah received a lecture from his boss.

"How did she get in here? In terms of appearance, height, or even figure, what the hell is she capable of?"

Some of the passersby couldn't help but overhear his complaints. They glanced at Vanessa in the process, and they bit back a laugh.

Not wanting to embarrass Jeremiah, she straightened her back.

"I'm here to take over my friend's shift. Do you really think I want to be your stewardess?" she snapped.

"I don't think so. The only thing you want is to have a baby with me."

His insensitive words made her flush red.

Seeing the employees of the YH Company heading towards them, Terence lowered his voice. "Fire her friend. If you make such a careless mistake again, then I have no use of you."

Jeremiah stared helplessly at Vanessa, feeling exhausted himself.

For the first time in his life, he regretted ever choosing this job in the first place.

Now that Terence had left, Vanessa could only look at her fingers as she tried to come up another strategy.

It seemed that the man hated her guts.

Jeremiah patted her on the shoulder. "Why don't you just give up?"

He knew his boss too well. Terence would never agree to such an absurd request.

However, Vanessa hated the idea of giving up. If she really gave up, how the hell was she going to spend the rest of her life? She would spend it drowning in her own guilt.

She would never forget the moment when Kelly murmured Terence's name in her last breath.

Thinking of the wishes written on the only comic book Kelly had left behind, Vanessa felt her heart twitching in pain. If she hadn't seen that comic book, she might have not been like this now.

Seeing the painful look that flashed on her face, Jeremiah couldn't help but stretch his arms out to hold her. "Even if she didn't give her heart to you, her brain cancer would still cause her death at the end," he said softly. "You don't have to be indebted to her."

Tears filled her eyes when she looked up at him. "If she hadn't given me her heart, I would've died months ago. And now, she would've lived the last parts of her life happily. I can't–I can't take this anymore! I need to pay her back."

Vanessa wanted to try anything to pay her back, but it seemed that there was nothing else she could do.

Stung by the woman's words, Jeremiah sighed.

He forced a smile into his lips as he patted her shoulder. "Mr. Terence will be playing golf with a client in the afternoon. I've already told them in advance that you'll be there at noon. There will be a staff buffet," he stated. "You should eat. It would be good for your health."

Vanessa wiped the tears running down her cheeks. "I guess you're smart enough to know that I'll be hungry," she teased.

The golf club was located in the center of the city. Its luxurious appearance was only made to be seen by those in the upper class.

Sporting a baseball cap and a white tee, Terence sat near shade. A cup of strong coffee was in his hand, and he took a sip, relishing the taste.

Soon, a girl in pink walked over with a golf club while a middle-aged man stood on her left.

Terence stood up. "Mr. Wei, I feel as if I'm no match for your superb golf skills."

The middle-aged man burst into laughter as he shook his hand. His eyes shone with pride and happiness as he patted his bulging stomach. "No matter how good my skills are, I'm already getting old. Mr. Terence, this is my daughter Marcia. She just came back from studying in the States."

He smiled and nodded in greeting.

"Why don't you find another one to be your partner, Terence? We can go two against two to see who'll win,"

Marcia Wei suggested.

As he heard the way she addressed him, something flashed in his eyes. He placed the prepared contract he had back on the table as he reluctantly nodded. "Sure."

Hobson Wei waved his hand and sat down comfortably. "You can find two more people to pay with," he stated. "Besides, I'm already old."

After all, no one dared to beat him.

Of course, Jeremiah was the best choice that Terence had. However, they still needed one more to start the game.

Terence cast a cold glance at Marcia Wei and said, "It's a pity–"

"Excuse me, how about we play golf together?"

a woman interrupted them. "Besides it's boring if I play all by myself."

Terence immediately turned around to see Vanessa's irritating face. He subconsciously glanced at his assistant. At the look of Jeremiah's amused face, his annoyance persisted. "Fine."

Seeing that there were already enough people, Marcia Wei became interested.

"If the both of you are in the same group, we'll surely be at a disadvantage. Terence and I can be in the same group. Miss, how about you play against us?"

Vanessa grinned. "No problem!"