The Good Girl's Revenge

Derek didn't exert much strength, but Meredith still felt that waves of pain spread from where the two of them were touched to her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

A simple action made her realize the reality. Now, the person Derek was protecting was not her, but another woman.

To him, it might be that he just lifted a finger. But it was this simple gesture that made her think that he was sincere.

Now, she realized that these were just a little charity from those superior men. She was really like what was said by Wesley, namely a toy played by Derek.

She slowly let go of her arm. Her arm that she had raised fell powerlessly.

Did they have to keep pestering each other?

There was nothing to ask.

But a man who had changed his heart... No, maybe he was just playing around from the very beginning. She was the only one who was too deep into the play alone. What else did she need to save?

Derek would eventually marry a woman who seemed to be the princess in a fairy tale. That was his world.

Thinking about it, Meredith couldn't help but laugh. The tears she had just shed were so hot that they almost burned her skin. At this moment, they were already cold

"Let go of me."

Meredith said indifferently, and Derek was stunned. Her tone was very calm, but this kind of calm, at such a moment, did not make him feel relieved but it made her feel more uneasy.

"I won't do anything to upset you anymore, so let go of your hand.”

Meredith murmured. Her voice was very soft, but there was a power that could not be ignored. Derek unwittingly let go of her hand, and Meredith took a step back. Once again, she took a deep look at the couple in front of her.

Well, this girl was young and beautiful. She looked like a young girl who just graduated from college. She was as fresh and tender as a fresh spring onion. She looked pretty even she didn't put on any make-up.

Compared to her who had a big belly and didn't dress up all day, this girl was much better off. If she was a man, she would definitely like such a girl.

Hehe...

Meredith looked at the scene as if she was going to carve it into her mind. Finally, she closed her eyes and then looked at Derek. "Since Mr. Xavier has a new lover, I won't disturb you."

"Thank you for your care these days. I will take my mother to a new place as soon as possible. I won't cause you any more trouble.”

After that, Meredith turned around and wanted to leave.

she didn't want to stay at this place that broke her heart and dignity any longer.

The back of a woman was slender but also resolute.

This was exactly what Derek wanted to see, but when he saw her leave, his heart still ached. Subconsciously, he chased after her and grabbed Meredith's arm. "What do you mean? When did I say that I wanted you to move out?”

Now, she was pregnant. How could she have the ability to earn a living and take care of the sick Amelia?

"Am I going to spend your money shamelessly? I'm sorry. I'm poor, but... I'm not that shameless. As for how can I earn a living in the future, it's all my own business..."

Meredith only found it extremely ironic. Derek's hand was still so hot, but to her now, that warmth was like lava which burned her skin and heart.

What was this?

He clearly didn't want her to stay by his side anymore, but he still had to act like he was deeply in love with her. Who was it for?

Was it to lessen the guilt in his heart?

"No." Derek clenched his fist. "I didn't agree to what you said. Do you think I need that little money?"

If Meredith didn't accept his help, his endurance now would be meaningless.

At this moment, he had to ensure Meredith's safety and health before he could consider anything else.

Meredith smiled, but there was a hint of mockery in her smile. She found that she never seemed to have known Derek's thoughts.

When she pestered him, he hated her and told her to get away.

Now that she left as he wished, he became reluctant?

Was it because the way she left hurt his pride as he was a mighty young master on high position? Making up her mind, Meredith shook off Derek's arm. "Oh, you don't have to worry. The father of the baby in my womb will take care of me.”

"If Mr. Xavier continues to help like this, not only will your little girlfriend be unhappy, he will be unhappy too.”

Meredith held on and said these words, and the result of the paternity test in her hand was like a huge irony, making her feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Perhaps this was the result she deserved...

Derek's face suddenly darkened. "Meredith..."

The man said with gritted teeth. She was still thinking about being with that irresponsible man. Did she still love that man in her heart?

Just as the tension between the two intensified, Freya, who had been listening in the distance, couldn't resist it anymore.

This pregnant woman was a little too shameless. Mr. Xavier was so kind to her but she was really pestering him as she was pregnant with the child of another man?

"Sir..." Freya approached. Her voice suddenly made Meredith who was in a trance sober up.

"See, if you continue to pester me, someone will be unhappy. In the future, there will be no relationship between us. I will not disturb your life again. Please... Forget about me."

With that, Meredith turned and left.

Derek was about to catch up, but Freya grabbed him. "Sir, such a woman is not worth your help. You can't..."

Derek suddenly got angry and pushed Freya to the ground. "Why do you think that she is not worth it? Who are you?"

Freya fell to the ground. Derek was drunk and he exerted a lot of strength. Her whole body ached, but she still insisted on grabbing the corner of Derek's clothes. "I am nobody, but you are my savior. I can't watch you be deceived by her!"

The two of them were in a tangle, and Meredith's figure finally disappeared in Derek's sight.

At that moment, the man felt as if his heart was empty. He felt powerless and he lost the thought of struggling.

Freya saw Derek calm down and she stood up. "I'll take you back."

Derek didn't even have the idea of asking her to get lost. All he could think of in his mind was the image of Meredith before she left, her desperate expression, her resolute back, and the words she said.

Damn it.

Why did this woman give up so easily? Wasn't she able to fight for a long time against him for that bastard in her womb?

How could she give up on him so easily like this?