Chapter 588

Jeffrey was utterly shell-shocked.

His words came to an abrupt halt.

Langston was wide-eyed as he glanced between Mr. Turner and Aunt Karen.

Abigail, blissfully unaware, had been too preoccupied with her candy to notice anything amiss. But

once the silence sunk in, she edged closer to Langston, "Brother, what's wrong with Aunt Karen?"

Langston quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. "Uh... Mr. Turner, Aunt Karen, I'm going to check

why mom hasn't come in yet with Abigail!"

With that, he whisked Abigail off by the hand and darted out.

Watching Langston and Abigail leave, Karen snapped back to reality and stood up abruptly. "Enjoy

your meal, I'm heading home."

Before she could make it to the door, a firm grip caught her wrist.

Karen looked down at Jeffrey as she spoke with a harsh tone, "Don't worry, there's no chance of

pregnancy. I've taken pills for prevention."

"I wasn't actually—"

"Even if I did sleep with my blind date and got pregnant, I wouldn't come to you. You can record that

for evidence! So, Mr. Turner, there's no need to keep up the charade. Everyone finds it quite

disgusting, don't you think?"

Her words sounded almost casual, but each one was laden with biting sarcasm.

For reasons Jeffrey couldn't fathom—seeing as he prided himself on being a gentleman who

wouldn't speak so harshly to a lady—whenever he was around Karen, it was as if his mouth

disconnected from his brain and started spouting nonsense!

"Hold on a sec! Let me get this straight..." Jeffrey's face still bore the bright imprint of a slap, and his

recent car accident injuries were yet to heal, giving him a rather disheveled appearance.

To his surprise, Karen didn't immediately storm off. Instead, she stood there, watching him as if

waiting to see what else he could possibly say. Maybe it was time to clear the air once and for all.

Jeffrey ran a hand through his hair in frustration, licked his dry lips and slumped back in his chair

with a deflated sigh.

"Damn it, I'm just not good at this pursuit thing. I've tried everything I know. How about you just tell

me straight—how exactly am I supposed to chase you?"

He had been holding back for a week!

He hadn't called Karen and hadn't loitered under her apartment, forcing himself to focus on work

instead.

He had secretly hoped a few days apart might lessen his feelings for Karen, or even lead him to

give up entirely.

But that hadn't happened at all!

The moment he saw Karen, he still wanted to be close to her. Seeing her say goodnight to another

man made him want to smash her phone—and the other guy's too!

"Chase me? Weren't you worried about me getting pregnant?"

"That was all said in anger. Can't you tell? In all my years, I've always been careful, always used

protection—except with you."

Jeffrey caught himself mid-sentence, "You're special to me!"

"Well, thank you very much! After taking the morning-after pill, I was throwing up all day, too dizzy to

get out of bed. Am I supposed to be grateful for your exception?"

"That's not what I meant!"

Karen took a deep breath, sensing Dorothy and the others would be returning soon, so she decided

to cut to the chase.

"So, you say you want to chase me, even marry me, right?"

"Yes!" Jeffrey perked up immediately.

"Fine, I’ll agree. But you have to transfer all your assets to me and sign a prenup. If after we're

married you stray, stay out all night, get too cozy with other women, keep in touch with ex-

girlfriends, or cheat—break any one of these rules, you’ll agree to divorce and leave with nothing!"