His face was as cold as his voice.
Grace nodded and asked softly, “Can I come in? I have a few things to say to you.”
Carl wanted to talk to Grace alone anyway, so he allowed her into his bedroom.
They both sat on opposite sides of the room. Carl’s attitude didn’t change; he still had a sour expression on his face.
“Say what you need to say. Don’t waste each other’s time,” Carl said indifferently, hoping that Grace would move out by tomorrow morning.
Looking at Carl’s cold eyes, Grace understood that he had no feelings for her whatsoever. However, this did not mean she was going to hand him over to Nana without a fight.
With an elegant demeanor, Grace smiled and said, “Actually your mother didn’t force you into anything. She just felt like I had nowhere else to go since I’m pregnant.”
“Is that so?” Carl listened as Grace spoke up for his mother but only shook his head with a smile.
He knew they were working together against him in order break up him and Nana.
Grace nodded firmly and said seriously, “I know you don’t like me but something unexpected has happened now. All I ask is that you give our child some recognition?”
After saying these words, she deliberately lowered her head, trying to gain Carl’s sympathy by pretending to be pitiful.
Even if Carl didn’t love her, he wouldn’t be heartless towards his own flesh and blood, right?
Grace had already made up her mind. Within the next month, either she and Carl would turn their fake relationship into reality, or she would find an opportunity to pretend to have a miscarriage.
As for the final choice, it would depend on how things unfolded.
However, Carl saw through Grace’s manipulation using the pregnancy card and didn’t agree because of it.
His expression remained unchanged, and his voice sounded cold as he spoke, “I will consider this matter. Before I give you an answer, I have a question for you.”
Seeing Carl’s serious expression, Grace sat up straight, waiting for him to continue.
“I want to know, what was your purpose in publicly announcing the pregnancy online?”
Carl glanced at her coldly, a mocking smile on his lips as he pressed on, “Do you think that by pressuring me, I will marry you?”
Hearing this, Grace’s eyes flickered. She realized that Carl was dissatisfied with the situation and could only explain the reasons in a gentle manner.
“No, Carl, please don’t misunderstand…”
Grace pretended to look innocent and sighed softly, “It was your mother who asked me to do it. Initially, I didn’t want to make it public, but she said she wanted to have grandchildren soon.”
Although Grace orchestrated the publicity stunt herself, including paying for the trending topic, she had already planned to blame it on Mrs. Waters in front of Carl.
In order to marry each other as soon as possible, Grace confessed to Mrs. Waters, claiming that she only wanted to receive everyone’s blessings.
Mrs. Waters believed her, so she allowed Grace to shift the responsibility onto herself.
But Carl didn’t buy it. Instead, he became even more displeased with their collusion.
His eyes darkened as he looked at Grace and said, “Whether my mom wants grandchildren or you want to stay here, it’s up to you. But please, don’t interfere in my life anymore!”
Having said what needed to be said, Carl opened the door to his bedroom and bluntly expelled her, “You can leave my room now.”
Realizing that Carl showed her no mercy, Grace felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.
She frowned slightly, wanting to throw a tantrum but held back.
Then, with a smile on her lips, Grace pretended to be generous, saying, “Alright, I won’t disturb you anymore. Rest early.”
“Okay.”
Carl stood at the door, expressionless. It was only when Grace came out of the bedroom that a flash of anger crossed his eyes.
After standing still for a moment, Carl became even more determined to leave the villa.
He paced back and forth in his bedroom, feeling an urgent need to see Nana.
Perhaps his emotions were too suppressed, and he desperately needed someone to confide in.
Quickly getting dressed, Carl didn’t say goodbye to anyone and hurriedly walked down the stairs.
At that moment, Mrs. Waters was talking to a servant and noticed Carl was about to leave. She hurriedly caught up with him.
“It’s already dark. Where are you going?”
The mother’s obstruction made Carl extremely resentful, but he suppressed his annoyance and responded coldly, “A friend invited me out for drinks.”
After saying this, without waiting for Mrs. Waters to react, he left without turning back.
Driving away from the villa, Carl stepped on the gas pedal and headed straight to Nana’s place.
Forty minutes later, he arrived at Nana’s apartment building.
Carl got out of the car and looked up, seeing the lights on in Nana’s room.
They hadn’t seen each other for a few days, and Carl was extremely worried about her, especially the unborn baby.
He climbed the stairs in one breath and gathered his courage to knock on the door twice.
Soon, Tracy’s voice came from inside. Carl wasn’t sure if he would be turned away, so he answered with a brave face, “It’s me, could you please open the door?”
At that moment, the Lawson family had just finished dinner, and Tracy, who was washing the dishes, wiped her hands and reminded her husband on the couch in a hoarse voice, “Carl has come again. Should we let him in?”
Hearing that Carl was outside the door, Jerry put down the remote control and frowned, hesitating.
If he refused to open the door, Carl might continue to linger outside.
If the neighbors found out, it would inevitably lead to gossip.
Jerry cared a lot about his daughter’s reputation, so he nodded and said, “Let him in, but I won’t let him stay overnight.”
Just as the couple had finished discussing, Nana happened to come out of her room.
“Mom, Dad, what are you talking about?”
Recently, Nana hadn’t been eating or sleeping well, and she looked even thinner despite her slender figure.
Apart from her round baby bump, she seemed fragile and weak all over.
Tracy’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, and she lowered her voice to respond, “Carl is outside, I’ll go and open the door for him.”
As soon as Nana heard this, the smile on her face disappeared.
She looked anxiously towards the door and shook her head to stop her mother, saying, “Mom, don’t let him in. I don’t want to see Carl right now.”
After saying that, Nana turned and went back into her room, and both Jerry and Tracy heard the sound of her locking the door.
The old couple looked at each other, both feeling helpless and troubled.
“What should we do? Should we open the door or not?” Tracy asked in distress.
Jerry didn’t know what to do either, so he had no choice but to convey Nana’s message to Carl himself.
Opening the door, he indeed saw Carl waiting in the hallway.
“Nana doesn’t want to see you. I think you should go back,” Jerry said, with the intention of closing the door.
But Carl was quick, and he stepped forward, blocking the door with his arm.
“Mr. Lawson, I know Nana is still angry with me, but can you let me see her, please?”
Carl had never been so tormented before. He didn’t know how to get rid of Grace, nor how to win back Nana’s heart.
At this moment, Tracy also came over and, hearing Carl’s pleading, she became annoyed and impatiently drove him away, saying, “Nana is not just angry, she’s heartbroken! Please leave and stop bothering my daughter!”
“Bang!”
After Tracy finished speaking, she pushed Carl out and closed the door.
Staring at the closed door in front of him, Carl shook his head in frustration and bitter laughter.
He had already anticipated that Nana wouldn’t easily come out to see him.
But Carl wouldn’t give up easily. Even if he had to wait here for three days and nights, he would see Nana.