Love Command: Darling, Do You Yield?-Chapter 75 - 76: Brandan, I’m divorcing you 2 [Extra Update]

Iris Harris pursed her lips, nodded, and said, "I know. Where is he now?"

"Mr. Hyde is in your bedroom."

Upon hearing this, Iris felt a thud in her heart.

The pregnancy report was casually placed in the drawer of her dressing table. If Brandan Hyde saw it...!

Cold sweat broke out instantly. Iris steadied her nerves, thinking Brandan wasn’t the type to rummage through her things. It shouldn’t be such bad luck.

"I’ll go upstairs to take a look."

Iris nodded gently, ready to go upstairs, but Faye grabbed her hand.

"Miss Harris, be careful..." Faye hesitated, looking at her. "You’re still pregnant..."

Iris pursed her lips. Although she hadn’t told Faye she was pregnant, Faye, having had children, could see what was going on.

"Mm." Iris said, "He shouldn’t do anything to me, don’t worry."

At the very least, they hadn’t met recently, and Brandan had no reason to pick a fight with her.

Thinking this way, Iris felt much more at ease, let go of Faye’s hand, and went upstairs alone.

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The villa wasn’t large, but since few lived there, it always seemed a bit deserted, silent as she walked down the hallway.

For some reason, a bit of tension rose in Iris’s heart.

What did Brandan want with her? frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

She thought it over but couldn’t think of any reasons. However, her heart grew increasingly chaotic, inexplicably speeding up.

Her bedroom door was open, indicating Brandan was inside. Iris took a deep breath and walked over slowly, glancing inside.

The sun was setting, and the room was dimly lit with no lights on, barely illuminated by the light streaming through the windows.

A tall, slender man leaned against the wall, arms folded. His head was slightly lowered, fine bangs covering a face that was both elegant and slightly aloof...

Iris opened her mouth, intending to greet him with a smile, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a piece of white paper on her dressing table.

In an instant, her body turned cold, as if doused in ice water, a chilling sensation seeping from her bones.

She was terrified, wanting to scream, to flee, but her feet felt nailed to the ground, unable to muster any strength.

The man leaning against the wall slowly raised his face, revealing a vicious, cold look, staring at her like an enemy.

No, no, no...

How could this happen...

How could it be such bad luck for him to see it...

Iris stumbled back a step, her mind feeling like hot oil poured over it, the pain nearly causing her to faint. She staggered, trying to escape, hearing a gust of wind from behind—it was Brandan pursuing her. A sharp pain struck her wrist, and her body shuddered violently as Brandan yanked her back. The man gripping her wrist with an iron grip, pulled her into the bedroom without expression.

"Bang!"

The bedroom door shut tightly behind her.

Iris stood by the door, her entire body weakened by fear, almost unable to stand.

She clutched her fingers tightly, fearing she might really faint otherwise.

Brandan walked over and threw the pregnancy report in front of her, his voice eerily calm: "Explain."

Iris closed her eyes. "I can get a divorce."