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Winnie’s waist felt his palm’s warmth scorch her skin, and she bit her lip angrily.

When it cos to shalessness, she still couldn’t compare to him.

She took a deep breath and said, "I’m not coming back; I’m going ho."

The little one was still waiting for her at ho.

Julian’s gaze deepened as he looked closely; until now, he had been focused on other matters, but now he noticed a scar on Winnie’s lower abdon.

It hadn’t been there before.

His heart suddenly sped up for two seconds, and his fingers caressed the scar as he asked tensely, "That child back then..."

"I aborted it."

Before he finished speaking, Winnie coldly interrupted.

Seeing him deliberately or inadvertently touching the scar on her lower abdon, Winnie continued coldly, "This scar was an accident. Don’t overthink it."

Her tone was indifferent, completely uncaring.

Julian’s palm suddenly tightened, his Adam’s apple rolled, and he let out a mocking laugh, "Winnie, I didn’t expect you to be so heartless."

That was her child too, yet she actually dared to get rid of it.

Winnie’s heart ached slightly with his words.

She turned her face away calmly, saying, "I don’t even want you anymore, why would I want the child?"

I don’t even want you anymore.

This sentence hurt Julian more than the previous one about aborting the child.

He realized that if he continued talking to this wicked woman, he’d really lose control and want to strangle her!

He tossed his suit jacket onto her and opened the car door, stepping out decisively.

"Winnie, get dressed and get down here."

He wouldn’t drive this woman back.

Winnie knew he was this kind of person who becos heartless after intimacy, so she didn’t mind his reaction. She dressed quickly, draped his jacket over herself, and got out of the car.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she almost collapsed from weakness.

Winnie took a breath.

This jerk does have so skills.

Seeing her get out of the car, Julian didn’t spare her a glance, got into the Cayenne, leaving her behind in a plu of exhaust as he sped away.

"Idiot!"

Winnie spat toward the Cayenne and flipped it the middle finger.

After calming down, she irritably pinched her brow, then took out her phone, found Ivy Kensington’s contact, and sent her the video of Claire Crowley abusing the child.

She added, "I don’t know if you’ve ever questioned the child’s parentage, but from the first mont I saw the baby, I thought she resembled you. Claire Crowley’s attitude towards the child doesn’t seem much like that of a mother. If possible, I suggest you get a paternity test."

The situation involving Claire Crowley, Sebastian Blackwood, and Ivy Kensington had already caused a stir online before.

Winnie had heard about it, and now she was genuinely sending this ssage to Ivy.

If the child is truly Ivy’s daughter, and Claire Crowley had taken her, it would be a bad situation.

Ivy was shocked when she received Winnie’s ssage.

She didn’t have a deep relationship with Winnie, although they had each other’s contact information, they rarely ssaged, yet today Winnie took the initiative...

With a hint of surprise, Ivy opened the ssage to read.

When she saw the video of Claire Crowley grabbing the child, her face fell.

How could Claire Crowley be so ruthless?

Even to her own child!

Rembering the palm marks and choking marks she’d seen on the child earlier, Ivy’s heart twisted with pain.

The next mont, she saw the text ssage from Winnie, and her grip on the phone tightened.

It turned out that not only did Ginny and Cody think the child looked like her, even Winnie did...

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