Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 184: I Just Missed You

Watching Raine Sinclair leave so heartlessly, Jonas Hawthorne instinctively wanted to chase after her.

Just as he moved, the voice of John Franklin called from behind.

"She’s right. If you truly loved her, why would you leave?"

Jonas Hawthorne furrowed his brow slightly, turned back to see John Franklin, and his gaze grew cold.

"It’s a long story."

The issues between him and his wife were already hard to explain, let alone to an outsider?

John Franklin nodded thoughtfully, just as a little nurse hurriedly ran over, looking flustered, and said, "Mr. Hawthorne, Ms. Ford is causing a scene, demanding to see you; we can’t stop her..."

Upon hearing this, Jonas Hawthorne’s deep black eyes showed a trace of displeasure.

"Ultimately, you still have to face it." John Franklin patted him on the shoulder, "I’ll go check on Raine."

After leaving that sentence, John Franklin turned and left.

He had just come from Silas Linton, thinking Raine hadn’t come to find him yet, wondering if the two had quarreled again, so he came to see.

Unexpectedly, he guessed it right...

Seeing the once high-spirited Mr. Hawthorne now so forlorn and helpless, he silently resolved never to let his own love life end up like this.

After John Franklin left, Jonas Hawthorne went downstairs with the little nurse.

During this time, Candace Ford was clamoring to see Jonas Hawthorne every day.

She was different from before, previously with a child, she could act a little.

Now without a child, she could only threaten with death.

Jonas Hawthorne didn’t mind what she wanted to do, but he couldn’t bear to waste the precious blood Raine Sinclair had given her.

Walking into Candace Ford’s hospital room, he was immediately hit by the oppressive and stifling atmosphere.

Candace Ford initially sat by the hospital bed, head lowered, hair disheveled, looking deeply embittered.

Seeing Jonas Hawthorne, she instantly stood up and brightly welcomed him, "Jonas, you finally came to see me! Oh, I missed you so much..."

As she spoke, she lunged towards Jonas Hawthorne.

Jonas Hawthorne frowned slightly, and a bodyguard behind him pulled her away.

Candace Ford looked confused, "What’s going on? Jonas and I, we..."

"Enough." Jonas Hawthorne parted his thin lips, interrupting her.

Candace Ford shivered involuntarily, hearing his voice cold as an ice cellar.

"Jonas, I just missed you."

She lowered her voice, and as she spoke, she began to choke up.

She had no choice; without the child, she could only play weak to gain sympathy.

Otherwise... she might really have no chance!

Jonas Hawthorne’s eyes darkened, he glanced at the bodyguard, who immediately understood and turned to leave.

Soon, only Jonas Hawthorne and Candace Ford were left in the hospital room.

The overwhelming aura from Jonas Hawthorne enveloped everything.

"Jonas..." Candace called his name, stepping forward to try to get closer to him, "We lost our child, I’m really heartbroken."

She attempted to use the lost child to redeem Jonas Hawthorne’s sympathy.

Thinking of the words she said that day, after which Jonas Hawthorne never came again, she continued, "I was too emotional that day, that’s why... I understand now, I wasn’t meant to have that child, but we can have more children in the future, right?"

She still wanted a future.

Little did she know, Jonas Hawthorne coldly glanced at her and said, "Do you still want to steal sperm? Candace, I destroyed everything."

"What?" Candace was full of shock, "Why?"

"Why?" Jonas Hawthorne coldly parted his lips, "You should know the answer to that better than I do."

Candace’s heart tightened, hurriedly explaining, "But I did it all because I love you! I just wanted a child of our own, is that wrong?"

"Did you ever ask me?" Jonas Hawthorne’s gloomy gaze fell on her face.

Over the years, he could no longer fathom what she was thinking.

The fleeting admiration of youth had long vanished.

"I..."

Candace bit her lip, how could she ask him?

After returning to the country, she sought him out several times, and he simply ignored her.

She finally found a chance to pretend to meet him accidentally, and he was very polite, but after a few simple words, there was nothing more.

She even pretended to be drunk so he’d take her back to her hotel, but he wasn’t interested at all.

She tried every method, and still, he remained unmoved.

In the end, she had no choice but to consider artificial insemination.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and she successfully became pregnant.

When Jonas Hawthorne found out, his expression was as gloomy as it was today.

She still remembered the first thing he said, "Get rid of it, don’t bring this up again."

But she refused, crying desperately, pleading with him to keep the child.

Eventually, the doctor also said she had just conceived, was physically weak, and couldn’t take any more stress, so Jonas Hawthorne didn’t say it again.

Then she schemed to frame Raine Sinclair, driving Jonas Hawthorne to take her back to the Hawthorne Family in anger, and forced Raine Sinclair out.

Everything developed according to her plan initially; she didn’t know why it fell apart later?

Candace pondered for a long time; the mistake must have been with Lily Sinclair!

If only Lily Sinclair had the courage to drug Raine Sinclair back then, things wouldn’t have turned out this way!

Candace bit down hard, tears streaming down her face.

"Jonas, don’t be angry, we can still have children..."

Jonas Hawthorne didn’t want to hear any more, closed his eyes slightly in fatigue, and said, "You must know clearly in your heart that even if the child was still here, I have no affection for you."

"..." Candace bit her lip, not daring to believe he could be so heartless, "That’s not true, Jonas, I was your first love! We were together back then! How could there be no affection? You’re blaming me, aren’t you? Blaming me for not protecting our child... It’s all my fault, Jonas, don’t be angry with me, okay?"

"Enough." Jonas Hawthorne sighed, his tone not heavy but full of exasperation.

"Jonas..." Candace still refused to give up. She lunged forward, grabbing his wrist and crying incessantly, "Do you remember us walking together in school back then? I even made noodles for you, and you said they were good... How could there be no affection?"

Jonas Hawthorne gently brushed away her hand, "It’s in the past; there’s no point in bringing it up. Candace, you’re still young, and you have a long path ahead."

"Why not bring it up? Those were our past loves! How can I forget?!" Candace cried out loud.

A slight fluctuation appeared in Jonas Hawthorne’s eyes.

Thinking of the past now, he could hardly remember.

Speaking of love...

Perhaps it was just a fleeting infatuation.

"I never loved you before, and I never will in the future." He suddenly parted his lips, laying everything bare.