Ignored When Chasing: Why Cry After I Got Engaged-Chapter 101: Sharon, I Am Very Disappointed in You

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Sharon, I Am Very Disappointed in You

Linden Nathan’s gaze faltered. He looked darkly at Sharon Quincy. "Sharon... you..."

"Mr. Hawthorne, do we really need to spell out our relationship?" Sharon Quincy didn’t answer directly, her face a mask of grievance. "You should know what kind of person I am, right?"

"I know I was wrong in this matter, but the child is innocent."

Sharon Quincy’s words plunged the room into silence.

Linden Nathan squeezed his eyes shut.

’Sharon Quincy actually slept with Damian Hawthorne, and... she’s pregnant?!’

’What will happen to Cecilia?’

’This Damian Hawthorne... he’s a real scumbag.’

"Mr. Hawthorne, so you knew about Sharon’s pregnancy?" Linden Nathan’s tone was laced with anger. "You used to fool around even when you had your little girlfriend Cecilia by your side. And now, before you’ve even met her parents, you’ve gone and gotten her pregnant?"

"Damian Hawthorne, you’re the head of a corporation, for crying out loud. How could you disregard the bigger picture and do something so sordid?"

"Godfather!" Sharon Quincy cut Linden Nathan off. "Don’t blame him. Damian didn’t know I was pregnant. I went to his house that day, and he was drunk... he mistook me for someone else."

’Mistook her for someone else...’

Linden Nathan’s vision went dark for a moment.

’Just how many women is this Damian Hawthorne involved with!’

"Damian Hawthorne, did you really... with Sharon... after drinking?" Linden Nathan let out a long sigh.

A smile played on Damian Hawthorne’s lips. He seemed to be in a good mood, his deep voice betraying no emotion. "Mm, I did drink a bit too much that day."

Sharon Quincy’s heart leaped with joy.

That day, Frances Bennett had given her a glass of water, saying that after drinking it, the deed would be done.

Frances Bennett knew that Damian Hawthorne wasn’t an easy man to handle. To put Sharon at ease, she had deliberately set up a trap.

Although she’d lost consciousness after drinking it, Damian Hawthorne had no evidence to prove otherwise.

As long as she stuck to her story about being pregnant, there was nothing Damian Hawthorne could do to her.

It was only at this moment that Sharon Quincy realized what a brilliant method Frances Bennett had come up with.

"So that means the child in Sharon’s belly really is yours." Linden Nathan could no longer control the expression on his face.

No matter how much he disliked Damian Hawthorne, he couldn’t deny that Cecilia liked him.

’If Cecilia finds out Sharon is pregnant, she’ll probably be angry at me.’

The mere thought of it made Linden Nathan’s blood boil.

He was finally about to reconcile with Cecilia, and now these two had pulled a stunt like this.

"My baby can’t be without a father. Godfather, does your offer to give me a grand wedding gift still stand?" Sharon Quincy decided to go all in and settle the matter.

Linden Nathan was silent for a moment before nodding slowly.

To the Nathan Family, that amount of money was nothing.

Since he had already made the promise, he would just consider it a charitable donation.

"Marry you? Who’s going to marry you?" Damian Hawthorne crossed his arms, a wicked smile directed at Linden Nathan. "Mr. Nathan, the child in her belly is not mine."

Sharon Quincy’s eyes widened, and she accused him in a tearful voice, "Damian Hawthorne, you’re the only one I’ve been with during this time! If the baby isn’t yours, did it just appear out of thin air?"

"Who knows... In any case, it’s not mine." Damian Hawthorne’s lips curled. "Oh, right. I forgot to tell you all something. I’ve had a vasectomy."

A vasectomy?!

’Damian Hawthorne actually dared to get a vasectomy?!’

"You’ve had a vasectomy?" Sharon Quincy took a terrified step back. "Then the baby in my belly..."

"You may not know whose baby you’re carrying, but I do." Damian Hawthorne leaned in close to Sharon Quincy, his voice dripping with malice. "It belongs to my security guard."

"That glass of water you brought over? I gave it to the security guard to drink. That night, it was you and my security guard who were fooling around."

Sharon Quincy’s pupils contracted in shock.

She had blacked out after drinking the drug back then and had no idea what happened afterward.

She had just lied about being pregnant, but Damian Hawthorne had a vasectomy. So whose child was it?

She was sure that nothing had actually happened that night.

But with Damian Hawthorne saying this, who would dare to refute him?

Sharon Quincy never would have imagined that Damian Hawthorne would claim to have had a vasectomy.

Seeing the look on Sharon Quincy’s face, Linden Nathan understood everything.

"Sharon, I am so disappointed in you."

Linden Nathan sighed softly, and the color drained from Sharon Quincy’s face, leaving it pale and ashen.

’It’s over!’

’Linden Nathan is disappointed in me.’

’I was wrong.’

’My mistake was trying to play tricks in front of two old foxes.’

"Since the child belongs to the security guard, then you should marry the security guard." Linden Nathan sealed her fate with a single sentence. "A child can’t be without a father, after all."

These were Sharon Quincy’s own words, and she never expected Linden Nathan to use them to shut her up.

"Godfather..." Sharon Quincy tried to say more, but Linden Nathan waved his hand dismissively. "You should go. I still have things to discuss with Damian Hawthorne, and I don’t want to see you right now."

Hearing this, Sharon Quincy blinked, and tears began to fall, PLIP, PLOP.

’It’s over.’

’My future is gone.’

Sharon Quincy sobbed uncontrollably. Seeing that Linden Nathan wouldn’t even look at her, she wiped away her tears, stood up, and walked to the door.

The moment she opened the door, Sharon Quincy suddenly turned back and said, "I just saw Miss Cecilia Nathan lingering by the door."

The room instantly fell quiet.

Linden Nathan’s hand, holding the teacup, froze. He lifted his gaze, his dark eyes staring intently at Sharon Quincy.

Damian Hawthorne raised an eyebrow, his brow furrowing slightly.

’As expected, both men care deeply about Cecilia.’

Sharon Quincy took a deep breath and said with a small smile, "But Miss Cecilia Nathan seemed to get a phone call and left in a great hurry."

"I heard there’s a murderer on the loose in this area recently. Miss Cecilia Nathan... I hope nothing happens to her."

This murderer had been imprisoned in Korsyth and had indeed escaped recently. The police had expended a great deal of manpower and resources but still hadn’t caught him.

At this thought, Linden Nathan shot to his feet in a panic.

"President Nathan!"

"Mr. Nathan..."

Linden Nathan’s face was a little pale. "I have something to attend to. I need to step out for a moment."

"President Nathan, you..." The bodyguards looked at him with concern. "President Nathan, why don’t we..."

"It’s nothing, I’m just going out for some air." Linden Nathan said to Damian Hawthorne, "Mr. Hawthorne, let’s talk again when we have time. We’ll leave it at this for today."

"Alright. In that case, I’ll go out with you."

Damian Hawthorne followed Linden Nathan out the door.

After Sharon Quincy left the room, she saw, just as she’d expected, that Linden Nathan and Damian Hawthorne had followed her out.

Seeing Linden Nathan’s reaction, Sharon Quincy already had her answer.

Before, she had only been suspicious. Even though the private investigator hadn’t found anything, she had guessed it based on her sixth sense.

Cecilia Nathan is Selina Nathan.

She is Linden Nathan’s only daughter.

At this thought, a frantic jealousy churned in Sharon Quincy’s heart.

’Why!’

’How can the world be so unfair?’

’Why does she get to have a pretty face and a wonderful family background all to herself?’

’And Damian Hawthorne, Hugo Grant... both of them have fallen for Cecilia Nathan’s charms.’

’What did Cecilia Nathan ever do to deserve being born into such a good life!’

Tears streamed uncontrollably down Sharon Quincy’s face.

She was both envious and jealous.

With this in mind, Sharon Quincy took out her phone, grit her teeth, and sent a text message: "Do it."