The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar! Chapter 185: Ian Rowe’s Protection

"Well, I think this kind of thing depends on fate, it can’t be forced."

Maya Monroe had long anticipated this question, as Yolanda Sawyer had always placed great importance on the issue of descendants.

Though it was sowhat troubleso when the question actually arose, it didn’t stop her from making up a few excuses.

Yolanda Sawyer suddenly dismissed the servant massaging her shoulders, and propped herself up slightly, her cloudy eyes suddenly flashing sharply: "Maya, tell the truth..."

Seeing her struggle to sit up, Maya quickly helped her.

Yolanda waved her hand: "You don’t need to hold my head, just bring a pillow."

Maya complied.

"Grandma, what do you want to ask?"

Yolanda’s gaze lingered on Maya’s face: "Is Ian Rowe still throwing tantrums at you? How does he really treat you in private? Tell , does he despise you behind my back? Tell everything!"

Yolanda beca more agitated as she spoke, eventually coughing.

The servant Erin Hayes hurriedly brought her a handkerchief and prepared a glass of water for her to rinse her mouth.

"Madam, please don’t get so worked up. Ian treats Maya so well, how could he possibly be cold towards her?"

"Then tell ... what could be the reason?"

Yolanda sighed, pushing the cup aside: "Ian... He always has his own plans. Who can hold sway over him? No one can. He has his own thoughts and calculations. He might not even listen to everything I say. I’m just afraid..."

In Yolanda’s view, Ian was a cold and domineering person, while Maya appeared delicate, entirely devoted to Ian. With such a contrast, Maya was naturally at an absolute "disadvantage"...

"In relationships, there’s always that sort of concern, right? I’m just afraid Ian won’t understand his own feelings and will distance himself from Maya..."

"Grandma, he’s good to ."

"Really?"

Yolanda was skeptical: "Then why is this..."

"Be honest with Grandma, do you guys not want a kid at all?"

Of course not.

In the storyline, the original character and Ian didn’t have children, so Maya naturally wouldn’t willingly add more burdens to herself.

Besides, she couldn’t let an innocent life co into this world to suffer. Maya knew she would eventually leave. She would decisively end things quickly, and try to achieve the plot’s completion to leave this task world.

Only, sohow, when she thought of "leaving," Maya suddenly felt a hint of reluctance, perhaps because the life here was too comfortable and pleasant! Actually, Ian wasn’t that bad to her either...

Once she completed her task, she would definitely choose such a peaceful world to settle down in.

Maya’s eyes darted around as she thought of an appropriate response.

She slightly lifted her delicate face, her lips tinted with a deep red, as if she had applied a layer of lipstick.

"Well... I..."

"It’s who doesn’t want a child."

A tall figure suddenly leaned against the door, whose presence there had gone unnoticed until now.

Ian Rowe slowly walked over, his deep eyes still impenetrably dark, making it hard to decipher his thoughts.

Maya held onto the armrest of the chair and subtly sighed in relief. With Ian arriving, she was no longer in the spotlight.

Fortunately, she hadn’t spoken ill of Ian earlier, or she’d be caught red-handed.

Yolanda held her breath suddenly: "Didn’t I say to stay out and look after Quentin Rowe? Why do you never listen to about anything? You don’t listen about Eric, soon you won’t listen about anything! It seems like you don’t take my words to heart at all!"

Maya stood at the side with her head slightly lowered so that she wouldn’t have to make expressions to fit the current scene and atmosphere.

Every day is an act, truly exhausting...

However, Maya recalled Leo Lancaster ntioning that ever since Eric Rowe entered the entertainnt industry, Yolanda and Ian seed to have developed so rift.

Ian’s lips moved: "Grandma, don’t be angry..."

Maya glanced over, hiding all her astonishnt within.

Despite Ian’s sowhat cool deanor, he was unusually "well-behaved" in front of Yolanda.

Maya rembered in the story that after the parents of Ian and Eric died in an accident, Yolanda had personally taken care of the two of them.

Sipping the health tea Erin handed over, Yolanda’s mood improved sowhat. Her eyes were no longer as aggressive as before, but she still didn’t seem very pleased: "What did you an just now?"

"You don’t want a child? What does that an?"

Ian’s face showed no special emotion, his voice gentle, as if rely stating a fact: "Right now is a busy ti, I think the business is more important. Children can wait."

Yolanda knew her grandson’s temperant very well; seldom had she seen him lose control over anything, handling everything with ease. It’s as if he’s always in a business environnt, treating everyone indifferently.

But seeing his calm deanor now, Yolanda suddenly felt a surge of anger.

Maya hadn’t said anything just now, but from Ian’s attitude, Yolanda had already grasped the situation. The root of the problem still lay with Ian. He probably couldn’t accept Maya in his heart yet and he only ca back under pressure from her...

"Why delay it? Don’t you know how old you are now? You’re already twenty-six and still don’t want a child! What are you waiting for, thirty-six, forty-six, or fifty-six?!"

Ian remained silent.

"You say you’re busy with your career, but how does having a child relate to your career? Do you expect to carry a baby bottle to work every day? At that ti, you can hire a professional maternity nurse to take care of things. How will it delay anything?!"

Ian’s eyes moved slightly, seemingly considerate of Yolanda’s emotions. His voice was not as firm as before.

"Grandma, I understand what you an. Just give us a little more ti. We need ntal preparation, we have to be responsible for a child’s life."

"You’re just like your father, I can’t persuade either of you..."

Yolanda sighed, seemingly ready to drop the subject for now.

Maya hadn’t expected Ian to explain things this way, taking all the bla and anger upon himself...

Why? He’s supposed to dislike her, isn’t he?

Maya inadvertently raised her head, only to find Ian looking her way too.

The mont their eyes t, in that instant facing his profound gaze, Maya felt her heart flutter slightly.

Yolanda suddenly turned to Maya, her voice gentle again: "Maya, you’ve been in the room for quite a while, you must be feeling stifled. Let Aunt Erin take you out for a walk."