Marry My Billionaire Second Husband - Chapter 201

Chapter 201: Never Marry
There was a moment of silence in the waiting room before Amelia gave a small, but definite, nod.

“Amelia!” Matteo exclaimed in shock. “You can’t be serious! You know I would never―”

“I know, I know, I trust you,” Amelia said, reaching out to hold his hands. She had plenty of time to think about things while she was waiting outside for news about her grandfather. Her father had also spoken about it as she sent him home.

The only time where Emmeline could have possibly slept with Matteo was when she had drugged him. Matteo would never have touched her otherwise.

However, drugged or not, she had to know the truth so they could all move forward. If Matteo had indeed sired a child on Emmeline, how could she in good conscience marry him while Emmeline and her child hovered between them like a ghost? How could they even proceed?

Knowing Emmeline’s attitude, she would use that child to oust her from Matteo’s life eventually.

Even if Amelia had no love for Emmeline, she already felt pity for the child who would be used in such a callous manner.

Either that, or she would drag Matteo’s reputation down the mud in retaliation for staying with her. There would be no washing that stain for as long as they all lived.

Amelia wanted to spend the rest of her life with Matteo, but if it came at such a cost…

She could only sigh.

No matter what, she had to get to the truth of this matter, and she knew that if she did not agree to Emmeline’s request, she would never agree to get the DNA test done― which would then open up a whole other can of worms, as the three of them would simply hang around in limbo, not knowing truth from lies.

“Which is why I need to know the truth,” Amelia said simply. “Matteo, I will not love you any less, or think of you any less. But speaking as your future wife… I should know if you will be having another child outside.”

“You won’t be his wife,” Emmeline cut in, her arms wrapped protectively over her baby bump. “Once you know that this child is Matteo’s, you’ll have to undo your engagement and leave him immediately!”

“Emmeline, be reasonable here,” Matteo interrupted. “Even if you make Amelia leave, I wouldn’t get together with you either since I have no intention of having a child with you, to begin with. You’ll be having a child out of wedlock. If you wish to inflict this brand of suffering on yourself, be my guest.”

Emmeline’s eyes watered. “You… Matteo… how could you treat me so heartlessly?! I’m carrying your child! Not only are you not offering me any support, you’re leaving me in the lurch?”

Matteo sighed. “I do not love you. Having a child with you would not make me love you any more. Frankly, I would rather you abort it.”

Gasps filled the room, and Emmeline began to cry. Annalise whirled around and tried to lunge for Matteo, but he side-stepped out of the way.

“Scumbag!” Annalise screamed. “How can you ask my daughter to abort my future grandchild? Are you even human?! If Horace Hawthorne hears this, you’ll hear no end of it from him!”

Even Amelia was surprised at the harshness of Matteo’s words.

“Matteo, abortion? Really?” Amelia muttered in his ear.

“It’s better that way,” Matteo said evenly. “If the child is born, they will simply be used as a pawn for her to further her interests. She wouldn’t love them enough to care for them.”

His wintry gaze focused on Emmeline, who seemed to be shivering as she hunched her shoulders.

“She doesn’t love anyone more than she loves herself,” Matteo said, and Emmeline let out a watery chuckle before she eventually lost it, laughing wildly to herself while tears streamed down her face.

“So this is it? After all this time, this is how you see me? Fair enough, Matteo Montgomery, don’t say I didn’t warn you! I gave you plenty of chances to do the right thing, but you refused. Even my cousin, your fiancée, was willing to step aside but you’re not. I’ll make you pay for this! All of you!”

“Darling, calm down, watch your blood pressure,” Annalise chastised frantically, but her words fell on deaf ears. Emmeline whirled around and left the room, wiping away her tears, her mother chasing after her.

“Matteo, why did you do that?” Ronan exclaimed, smacking a hand on his forehead. “We need her blood for the DNA test, and now she’ll never be willing to give it!”

“So? There are many ways to take her blood.” Matteo scowled darkly. “In the worst case scenario, I can wait until the child is born to test them. Assuming the child even makes it full-term.”

He would not put it past Emmeline to arrange for a convenient accident that would cause her to lose the baby the moment she successfully wedged herself into his life, just so that it would tie up any loose ends in a tidy, bloody bow.

“Matteo!” Amelia scolded, aghast at his words. He had never been so unkind. “That’s a terrible thing to say.”

“But it’s true. Anyways, I would not want to marry her even if she was giving birth to an entire league-winning football team,” Matteo said. “If she loved this unborn child so much, she should be thinking about how to raise them instead of using them.”

“Like any child related to you could play football,” Ronan chimed in as he slumped on one of the chairs. “You useless striker.”

“She is thinking about how to raise them. That’s why she came to look for you― because she believes she can’t do it alone,” Amelia pointed out.

If she was in the same situation, what would she have done? She imagined herself being pregnant with Caleb’s child when news of his engagement with Kelsie Friesent hit the tabloids and shuddered.

She would have definitely demanded a proper answer. Her parents would have demanded compensation. But she would not have accepted Caleb after his betrayal.

The only difference between them was that Emmeline loved Matteo to the point of madness.

Amelia’s mind suddenly recalled Emmeline’s words at the wedding. “Matteo, did she actually look for you before the wedding?”