Chapter 1472 - 1471: Can’t Afford to Offend, But Can Avoid

Chapter 1472: Chapter 1471: Can’t Afford to Offend, But Can Avoid

She wants to marry someone who truly loves her, not someone who is with her just out of responsibility.

"Fiona Sutton, stop it."

Yancy Hastings felt utterly exhausted, with everything from recent days piling up in his heart,

his beloved military career might be coming to an end, and he really didn’t want to be troubled by anything else.

Hearing Yancy Hastings speak in such a helpless tone, Fiona suddenly laughed.

"I know."

She knew he didn’t love her.

"Actually, I don’t love you either, the only person I like is Charles Northwood."

Fiona suddenly clenched her fists and spoke these words without any hesitation.

"Back when I slept with you, I already liked Charles Northwood. I thought I would be with Charles Northwood for a lifetime because I was sure about my own feelings."

Fiona sat there, expressionlessly speaking these words.

She didn’t dare to look at Yancy Hastings’ expression, nor did she know if what she was saying was right.

When Yancy Hastings was declared dead, at that time her heart clearly told her her true feelings.

But now, faced with Yancy Hastings’ so-called responsibility, she could only use Charles Northwood to deceive herself, and by the way, deceive others.

"Charles Northwood likes Tara Jameson!"

Yancy Hastings raised his voice, almost shouting in anger.

Truly a soldier, with that call, Fiona’s ears hurt instantly, and her stomach contracted painfully.

Evidently, Zion Hastings in the study not far away and Yancy’s mother in the room heard this voice and immediately came over.

"What’s going on?"

Yancy’s mother walked in, looking tense, as the door was not closed.

"Fiona, I’m telling you! No matter what, you are mine!"

Yancy Hastings roared angrily, standing there with his chest heaving, without reducing the volume in the slightest.

"You don’t get to decide that. You’re such an unrefined man, you think I like you? You think I want to have this child?"

She refused to back down, even if this place belonged to Yancy Hastings, she would not retreat an inch.

To hell with it.

Fiona Sutton would never let herself suffer losses.

Fiona Sutton is determined to protect herself.

"No manners!"

Seeing Fiona like this, Yancy Hastings couldn’t help but say.

"Yancy, what are you saying?"

Yancy’s mother immediately stepped forward, instantly scolding Yancy Hastings.

"Look at your attitude! Why are you quarrelling with Fiona? She’s carrying a child inside her."

Yancy’s mother earnestly spoke, looking anxious.

"If she knew she was carrying a child, she wouldn’t argue with me. When did I argue with her? She started it."

Yancy Hastings sat angrily to the side, not glancing at Fiona.

"Yes, it’s all my fault, Yancy Hastings is always right!"

Fiona, disregarding everything, got out of bed and began to pack her things.

"I can’t offend; I can avoid!"

As she spoke, tears began to fall from Fiona’s eyes.

She never knew she was such a crybaby; she wasn’t like this before.

She wanted to find the old Fiona Sutton.

She must have been crazy, to change for Yancy Hastings and to try to correct her previous flaws.

Just because Yancy Hastings valued manners too much, and cared too much about family background.

A man with such ingrained male chauvinism, influenced by feudal thoughts, could never change.