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Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

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Chapter 207

It is estimated that Finley never imagined that one day he would fall into the hands of a woman.

He suddenly felt very dull and extremely irritable, and then he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep

drag. Suddenly he couldn’t breathe, and the sharp pain in his heart hit him like never before.

The smoke Finley held between his fingers fell to the ground in an instant, burning the plush carpet in a

large ugly scar.

Beads of sweat oozed from Finley’s forehead, and he almost couldn’t catch his breath.

There was a cautious knock on the door.

“Mr. Stwart!”

Finley knew it was Paul. The bastard had helped Sofia hide him for so long, too, damn it.

He gritted his teeth to resist the inexplicable heartache, straightened up and stepped on the cigarette

butt, wringing it

out.

“Come in!”

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Paul gently opened the door and walked in, looking at Finley standing in the study.

With his back to the door, his tall figure stood in front of the window. He didn’t know what was lit just

now, and there was a

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slight smell of burning in the air.

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“Mr. Stwart?” Paul didn’t know how Finley would punish him, and he felt uneasy.

At the beginning, the woman Sofia kept begging him, she looked very pitiful, so he promised to help her

hide the scar, but Mr. Stwart would know about it sooner or later.

Now Paul even felt a little strange, logically speaking, the two of them had slept so many times, why did

they only find the scar on Sofia’s stomach until now?

But now is not the time to study this, Paul stood there cautiously.

Mr. Stwart stood with his back to him, and he didn’t dare to say anything when he was silent. Although

he kept his morality as a doctor, he felt a little betrayal of his master.

After a long time, Finley finally spoke. His voice sounded very hoarse. Paul frowned slightly, feeling a

little guilty inside.

“You’ve seen that scar on Miss Campbell’s belly too, haven’t you?”

Why did Paul feel like killing someone when he heard Mr. Stwart’s voice?

“Yes!” Paul simply answered happily.

There was another long silence, and Finley took a deep breath and said, “Is she…that child…”

Paul’s expression became a bit more complicated, and he stared at Finley’s back and said, “Mr. Stwart,

I checked Miss Campbell back then, and the scar was from a caesarean

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section.”

“And judging from the proliferation of muscle tissue around the scar, it’s not a new wound. If I’m right, it

should be about three years old.”

“Three years…” Finley trembled violently.

He murmured in a low voice, but he knew very well in his heart that the child belonged to him.

He hadn’t approached Sofia to find a wife to bear him. It is impossible for him to have a descendant

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against the enemy, absolutely impossible.

So when the two of them were together, he paid great attention to such things as contraception, only

once.

That time when he was overseas for more than half a month, he arranged the final attack on the

Campbell Family. After returning home, Sofia pestered him and asked him to accompany her to see the

sea.

On the private beach that day, he didn’t know what happened, but he couldn’t control himself and made

love to Sofia on the beach. Both are very devoted and emotional.

He was even confused at that moment, and once questioned whether his revenge plan against the

Campbell Family was appropriate? Is there something I’m doing wrong?

It is estimated that on that night, Sofia became pregnant with her child, and it didn’t take long for them

to break up

completely.

Finley turned around slowly and looked at Paul. Paul quickly

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lowered his head, his heart beating wildly.

They were the first to follow Mr. Stwart, and accompanied him from the trough to the peak.