"I want the child," Emily was about to reach out and take the divorce papers.
Then she wouldn't hesitate.
She tried hard to suppress herself, a strange sensation like needles in her heart.
But at the moment she heard these words, she suddenly looked at him.
Emily's hand hovered above the divorce papers, her fingertips trembled slightly.
Carlos's words, "I want the child," felt like an ice spike, piercing her heart unexpectedly.
She abruptly lifted her eyes, the mist in them cleared instantly, leaving only cold clarity:
"When we got married, you said the child belonged to both of us. I have a mother's rights.
Carlos's Adam's apple bobbed, avoiding her gaze, "Times change."
"Yes, times change," Emily laughed, but the laughter didn't reach her eyes, "When you disappeared for a month, and I was supporting Carter Automotive with a pregnant belly, why didn't you raise the issue of changing times?"
"And you never mentioned selling the stocks to Blackstone Capital.
