Darling, This Is Not Love novel Chapter 29

"I have nothing to talk about with you." Cathy did not look at the pile of documents on the table and got up to send the guests off.

"I know you're pregnant and want to leave this place. I can help you." John said in a deep voice.

"What? You're pregnant!" Sophia shouted loudly with her eyes staring at Cathy filled with malice.

Cathy subconsciously covered her stomach and took a step back. God knows what this madman could do.

However, John's words caused her to sit back down again. She picked up the documents on the table. It was a marriage agreement.

Cathy glanced at it and put it down, "I haven't divorced Randy yet. If I sign with you again, I will commit bigamy. Don't you know that?"

John revealed a faint smile again.

Putting aside her personal prejudices, Cathy had to admit that John was very "pretty".

Yes, he is. He is tall and has beautiful features. If not for the uncomfortable gloomy aura that permeates his entire body, he would have captivated many young boys and girls.

He picked up the agreement and said, "You don't have to worry about that. You don't even need to sign this agreement now. You just have to promise me."

Cathy looked at him vigilantly and asked him, "Why do you want to marry me? What if you just want to torture me? For me, jumping from pit to pit is no different."

John chuckled, "You think too much of me. I just came to house to teach you a lesson. Who told you to be so arrogant like a peacock? Which one of you can't bear to be tormented?"

Cathy said, "..."

Who exactly is like a peacock? Who couldn't take it anymore?

Can you handle that?

She silently swallowed her mouth full. But IT was John? He immediately saw through her thoughts and directly said, "My cooperation with you is sincere. Of course, this kind of thing is more about your affection and my wish. I naturally have my purpose in marrying you. We will go our separate ways for three years. During this period, I will bring you to the Country A to raise a child. Think carefully."

After saying this, John took Sophia away.

He knew that Cathy would definitely agree.

Sure enough, Cathy called him three days later and made an appointment for the exact time of departure and the person to receive him.

After hanging up the phone, Sophia finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why did you marry this bitch and even agree to help her leave? You actually want to help her raise a child?"

John's thin lips curled into a smile as he coaxed Sophia, "I transferred her away. Isn't Randy yours? Are you still afraid that you won't be able to take him down?"

After hearing this, Sophia's eyes revealed an expression of ecstasy, "Yes, that's right. It's best to transfer her far away and never come back to disturb my Brother Randy."

John turned around and chuckled silently.

My stupid sister, that Randy's heart was clearly tied to Cathy's body, how could it be your turn to seize him?

As for sending her away to make Randy feel incredibly painful?

He was too lazy to care about Randy's life or death. He was simply interested in Cathy, this hard bone.

To make her fall in love with him and abandon her.

She didn't know what kind of exciting expression Cathy's always lofty little face would reveal when that time came, and he was looking forward to it when he thought about it.

I'm sorry, son. Mom might not be able to bring you into this world.

At this time, there was a sound of cutting through the window. Cathy raised her head and saw John crawling in from the cut window and reaching out to her with a somewhat anxious expression.

"Hurry up and grab my hand. I'll take you away."

Cathy no longer hesitated as she grabbed John's hand and climbed through the window.

Just as the two landed, a black car came to a stop at the intersection. John almost half-hugged her and got into the car, heading straight for the airport.

Two hours later, Cathy got on the flight to City B.

On this side, Randy ran home almost instantly after hearing the news that his house was on fire. She searched every corner and did not see Cathy. She walked neatly and only put a letter in the most conspicuous place in the living room.

Randy, I'm leaving.

I'm sorry, I found that I don't love you as much as I thought.

The child is yours, but you don't love him.

Everyone has had a hard time these past few years. Forget it.

Randy's hand that was holding the letter trembled. His eyes were scarlet red, and he had never felt a sense of loss before. He shouted at William, who was rushing over, "Find her! Quickly find her!"

After a second, he dialed a number and said, "Find out who Cathy has been in contact with recently, and bring over the surveillance records of my family for the past few days."

At this time, he received a message from John.