Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Chapter 49 I’m Not Allowing a Divorce!

"What else is there? Can you finish your sentence?”

Xaria was also shocked. She glared in annoyance at the doctor who was still talking. She did not

understand how Joye could not get pregnant for three years, but now that they were getting divorced,

she was pregnant with Shawn’s baby.

"It's like this. Mrs. Richard had previously come here for a check-up and discovered she was pregnant.

The doctor told her that her situation was not particularly good so she needed to be careful. That is why

we’re keeping her here now to ensure that her baby isn’t affected.”

The doctor said that it tactfully, but he had made himself clear. If Joye fell again, it would be impossible

for her to keep the baby.

"Do you mean that she already knows that she is pregnant?"

Shawn suddenly raised his head. The suppressed excitement in his eyes instantly turned to anger. She

knew that she had a child in her belly, yet she still wanted to get a divorce. She even fell down the

stairs!

“Joye, I thought you didn't care about your body and were just putting on a show. It turns out that you

don't want our child!” Shawn thought to himself.

"Mr. Richard, there are hospital records. It is confirmed that Mrs. Richard has been examined."

The doctor's affirmative answer made Shawn even angrier. He clenched his fists.

"Ask the lawyer to print the divorce agreement again!"

“Sir?”

The driver was startled by the anger in his eyes. He looked at Baird, but Shawn grabbed him by the

collar.

"I asked you to contact the lawyer. Do you hear me?"

Shawn’s eyes were red and murderous. He looked so scary that no one dared to say anything.

In a short while, a divorce agreement was delivered to him. Shawn didn't even bother to look at the

contents as he pulled out a pen from the doctor's chest pocket. Then, the tip of the pen fiercely signed

his name on the last page.

"B*stard, I won't allow you to leave this marriage!"

Baird did not expect Shawn to want to get divorced now. He walked over, hobbling on his crutch, and

said, “Are you crazy? Joye is already pregnant with your child! Do you want your child to be

fatherless?”

When he heard the word “child”, Shawn’s fingers began to tremble. He even broke the pen and was

stabbed by the sharp edge of the pen. Blood began to ooze out of his fingertips and fell next to his

signature. Shawn laughed coldly.

"Yes, I'm crazy. Why does it matter to me whether this child has a father or not?”

Joye did not want the child in the first place, otherwise, she would not have hidden the fact that she

was pregnant. She would not have caused such a scene that day.

The pain in his fingertips increased, but it could not suppress the anger in his heart.

"Joye, I really underestimated you. To get rid of my child, you used a lot of effort to put on such a good

show!" He thought to himself.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Shawn, even if you sign a hundred divorce papers with that girl, it'll

still be useless. I do not agree to your divorce!”

Baird was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He had seen his grandson grow up. How could

he be so heartless?

"I want a divorce, and no one can stop me!" Shawn threw the pen on the ground, looked fiercely at the

door of the emergency room, then turned around and strode away.

"B*stard! What a b*stard!" Baird stomped his feet. He wanted to hit Shawn but could not catch up with

him.

"Doctor, please try your best to keep the baby.”

Yvon recovered from his shock, but his throat inexplicably became dry. There was now a child between

them.

Baird looked at Yvon in surprise, and there was a trace of doubt on his angry face. Even after Yvon

finished speaking and turned to leave, Baird was still frozen.

Could this child be...

Shawn quickly walked to the front of the car and narrowed his eyes. He slammed his fist into the car Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

window, but he felt no pain.

Before he could retract his fist, a hand appeared on his shoulder. He turned around and felt a punch

land on his face.

Before he knew it, Yvon had rushed over to hit him. Yvon looked livid as he shouted, “Shawn, you

b*stard!”

As he spoke, Yvon swung his fist toward Shawn’s face again, but Shawn blocked it with his arm and

struck back with his fist.

Seeing blood at the corner of his mouth, Shawn laughed coldly and said, “If I’m a b*stard, then what

are you? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. My dear brother, lusting after my woman. Now she

is pregnant with my child. Aren’t you lucky that you get to have both of them?”

"You're talking nonsense!" Yvon didn't expect him to say this. He was furious. He grabbed Shawn by

the collar and the both of them started fighting.

In the end, a group of security guards gathered their courage to pull the two men away from each other.

"Shawn, from today onward, I will no longer have to worry about whose wife or ex-wife she is. To me,

she is Joye, a woman who is truly worthy of my love!”

Blood gathered at the corner of Yvon’s mouth. He wanted to fight Shawn again. Shawn had seemed to

have stabilized his emotions, and his gaze was arrogant.

"It's a pity that I’ve taken the position that you want to be in. Be it in her heart or her body, you, Yvon,

will never have the chance to take the place of me.”

After that, he reached out and pushed the security guard aside. He opened the door and got into the

car. The Rolls-Royce gave off a loud roar, and Shawn rolled the window down. He put his injured

shoulder out of the window and smiled coldly.

"Joye has loved me for 20 years, and she will not be able to love anyone else. You can keep on

waiting.”

After that, he put down his arm, flashed the car lights, and drove the Rolls-Royce away.

Looking at the car leaving at top speed, Yvon clenched his fists.

Shawn was overconfident. Yvon was committed to getting Joye to fall in love with him.

In the ward, Joye had already woken up. The moment she opened her eyes, her hands instinctively

touched her belly.

“Don't be afraid, girl. The baby is still in your belly.”

Hearing the old man’s voice, Joye felt more secure. She started crying.

"Grandpa..."