Chapter 34

Claire's POV

I look at the wall clock, the time should be almost right, soon Lydia and the child in her belly will disappear from this world, and I, then, will be the only person in this world who has Connor.

When I thought of this, the boredom in my heart disappeared.

I went to the wine cabinet, picked a bottle of Connor's long-held wine and opened it to celebrate.

Sure enough, the phone rang as promised.

"That woman has been taken care of by me, when will you do what you promised me?" A smug voice came from the other end of the line, as if he would be able to see the light of his victory as soon as I got mine.

"As long as you get this done, you can give me a hundred hearts." After removing my love rival from the world I was in a soothing mood that even the tone of my voice became lighter when I spoke to that person.

"Wait for your good news." After saying that, the phone on the other side hung up.

Soon after, the phone rang again, it was Connor.

Did he change his mind so quickly?

I picked up the phone in a soft voice of surprise, not realizing that he had just called the wrong number.

No, there must be more to it than that. Is it possible that he still hasn't figured out who was kidnapped by now?

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought.

With the death of Lydia and the baby in her belly, the turmoil in my life had disappeared and the world had just become a dull and boring place.

Connor hadn't been home for a few days, and I wondered what he was up to.

I decided that it would be a good idea to visit his office and, if I had the chance, to finish what I had promised the man in the meantime.

The secretary at the door of Connor's office politely entertained me, and the words were all attentive and pleasing.

It turns out that being the president's wife is such a double thing, everyone in the company has to surround me, all have to please me and look at my face.

I restrained my inner smugness, nodded haughtily, and was ready to walk in the moment, but was stopped by the secretary.

"Mr. Connor has instructed no one to go in."

"Not even his wife?" I was shocked and angry.

The secretary nodded timidly and embarrassedly.

"Fine, then I'll wait at the door! See when you open the door for me!" I stood by the door with my hand crossed in defiance.

The secretary said to me as if she had no choice but to entertain me: "I'll go in and ask Mr. Connor, you can sit on the sofa next to me for a while."

After that, the secretary knocked on the door and went into Connor's office.

At the moment the secretary opened the door, I heard the sound of Connor's phone call from inside. I soon caught the key word "Lydia" in that second's voice.

Was he still thinking about that woman?

Soon, the secretary came out of the office and respectfully invited me in.

"If I can't get in, who else can." I finished proudly, glanced at her, and walked into Connor's office with my head held high.

"Connor~ You haven't been home in days." I trotted over to his desk and threw my arms around his neck to pamper him.

Connor pushed my hand away a little bored, "I'll be back when I'm done."

I stood behind him and rested my chin on the top of his head, stroking his cheek without saying a word.

I was not unaware of his boredom, nor was I trying to impress him, but I just wanted to take this opportunity to peek into his desk.

Connor seemed to have noticed my intentions and pretended to casually close the file on his desk.

"You go back first."

Connor gave me an eviction order, and I had to leave.

I found the record of Lydia's car accident in the file on his desk, and it said "missing" and "man in black".

Is Lydia still alive?

I hurriedly took out my phone and called the man.

"Is there any progress?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed more anxious than I was, and asked me urgently just after the connection.

"Lydia just disappeared?" I questioned to the other end of the phone.

"I didn't expect you to find out after all." The man chuckled softly.

"Why didn't you get her killed?"

"You haven't finished what you promised me, so who are you to make me an offer?"

His question left me with no answer.

Then, the caller added, "This woman can't affect you even if she's still alive in this world. When you get that technical file from that brat and DQ Group to me, where will he have time to care about that woman. At that time, as long as you tenderly accompany him and support him, you are still afraid that he will not fall in love with you?"

I thought about it, it seems to be the same thing, except that the thing that person promised me is not done, Lydia is still alive in this world, all these make me a little depressed inside.

"If you want that kid to come back to you, then you need to hurry up." After saying that, the man hung up the phone.

Grasp the time ...... let me how to grasp the time?

In fact, from the beginning I knew that Connor didn't like me that much, but was only with me out of duty because he misunderstood that I had a one-night stand with him and that I was pregnant with his child.

It's true that I wanted to possess him, and it's true that I was jealous of Lydia, but it's also true that my fondness for him wasn't fake. After so many years together, his sanity, his excellent ability, and the tenderness he showed to Lydia, had long impressed me.

I know very well that the Carter Group is the heart and soul of his parents, and it is his mission to guard it. I would still be torn, struggling, and intolerant if I were to destroy his mission because of my possessiveness.

That's why that person let me take the documents, I have been dragging, not to steal.

I don't want to hurt Connor this way as long as there is still a chance, as long as things have a chance to turn around. this time, I still stick to my choice and decided to give it another try.

After several days, Connor finally returned home with a familiar scent that I tried to recall in my mind.

It was Lydia's scent! He had found Lydia!

I suppressed my inner resentment, forced a smile and asked Connor to accompany me to dinner.

A silent dinner finally ended, and I searched for multiple topics to pique Connor's interest, to explore with him, but his expressions and reactions were muted.

I have never pursued a man, it is always the man who takes the initiative to find the door, although the psychology of men I can accurately pinpoint, but for Connor this kind of life into almost no feelings of the completely rational human I really difficult to find a breakthrough.

His life has never been so monotonous and boring, in addition to work only work, his feelings are also so introverted, and even sometimes it is impossible to detect too much emotion from his words and behavior inside.

We feel very common topics in life he does not seem to care much, even if some understanding, it will only be used in business occasions as a tool to talk to the target business partners, usually talk to him, he will not show much interest.

The topic does not work, then we can only use the flesh.

After dinner, I changed into a light pajamas.

"Tonight you come back, let's open a bottle of red wine to celebrate." I held the wine and walked up to him with a gesture that I thought was alluring and irresistible to a man.

Connor's face showed a hint of surprise, apparently my plan had succeeded by a third.

I brushed my hand across his chest, teasing it with my fingertips.

I watched his expression and the reaction of his body.

Soon, his desire was aroused by me.

I followed the trend, picked his chin and tried to give him a passionate kiss, but he pushed me away.

For the second time, the man in front of me, pushed me away for the second time.

"I'm so tired, I have to get up early for a meeting tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep first."

He turned around and walked back to his room, leaving me with the sound of the door closing and a slight sound of the door unlocking as it echoed through the house.

Back in my room, I tore my pajamas to shreds and slept the night alone under the cold covers.

It was time to take some action.

I called a private detective and paid him a large sum of money to help me find out where Lydia was.

Soon, the detective had the results, he told me that Lydia had left London a few days ago and got on a plane to Washington.

I was secretly relieved that this troublesome person had finally left Connor and disappeared from the city.

But my relationship with Connor has not changed, Connor still does not come home for several days, even if you come back, just a simple meal and go back to bed by yourself.

The more peaceful the day became, the more restless my heart became.

I always feel that Connor still has something to hide from me, I vaguely sense that Connor and Lydia's connection has not been completely cut off, otherwise Connor would not often be so cold to me, I the backup has long been turned.

I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on this for a long time.

I transferred a sum of money to a private detective and asked him to hire me a nondescript car and a driver with tracking experience to secretly follow Connor for several days.

For a long time in a row, Connor was a two-way street from his office and his apartment. Finally, one day, he changed his route and drove directly to the airport after leaving the office.

I immediately called a private detective and asked him to check Connor's itinerary for me.

Soon, the detective's side gave a response, and he told me that Connor bought a ticket to Washington.

Well, here it is, even if I don't continue to track, I know he is going to Washington to visit Lydia, even if Lydia wants to start a new life and does not want to see him, he will still track her like I tracked him.

Hahahahaha, what kind of bullshit love is that, isn't it just me loving him and him loving her?

I laughed out loud in the car, causing the driver to turn around frequently.

"Turn around and go back." I ordered to the driver.

Connor, I'm going to make you pay for your infidelity.

I swore in my mind.