One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 841 There Is a Change

"What's on your mind?" Looking at his daughter's guilt-filled face, Jessie's father knew what she was

thinking, and after sighing inwardly, he flicked her forehead.

Jessie covered her forehead which was painfully bounced, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Don’t think too much about it." Jessie's father said.

Jessie bit her lip, "I don't think much of it."

"If you didn't, then what were you just fuming about? Well, tie the gauze." Jessie's father pointed to the

gauze and changed the subject.

Jessie picked up the unopened gauze and unwrapped it, then used scissors to cut it into small strips

one by one.

The latter step was to wrap the gauze, so Jessie didn't need George's teaching.

George also just sat quietly on the hospital bed and watched, his head lowered.

After a while, Jessie came to hold the wound well for her father and was packing the medical kit.

Jessie's father stood up, walked towards George, went to the hospital bed and then looked at him with

cold old eyes.

George also lifted his head, his gaze calmly locked with Jessie's father.

To Jessie's father's surprise, this time, he actually did not see any hatred in George's eyes.

He knew how much this boy hated their Robinson family, and every time they met, the way he looked

at them, he hated their Robinson family to death.

But now, he did not see the hatred in George's eyes, not even anger, only calmness.

It was as if, they, the Robinson family, were not his so-called enemies, but strangers with no connection

at all.

What was this all about?

Jessie's father stared at George for a moment, not understanding why George suddenly lost his hatred

for their Robinson family, but he did not have the intention to ask.

In his opinion, although George did not look at them with hatred anymore, in his heart, he was definitely

still like that.

So what was he asking so much for? There was no point.

"Kid!" Jessie's father spoke in a deep voice, "Just now you taught Jessie to dress my wounds, don't

expect me to thank you."

George raised his eyes and said in a light tone, "I didn't expect you to thank me."

This honorific address once again stunned Jessie's father.

"You ......" His eyes stared at George in amazement for a long time before his mouth opened and he

made a sound, "You kid, you don't have a brain fever, do you?"

George frowned, "I'm fine!"

"If you're so fine, why are you saying that?" Jessie's father questioned, "This is definitely not how you

should address me, say it, do you have some kind of conspiracy?"

George snorted, "I'm in this state, what kind of conspiracy can I have?"

"Hmph, you're like this, and you still haven't dispelled your intention to let Jessie abort the baby either,

haven't you?" Jessie's father sneered.

George pursed his lips and was about to say something, but Jessie, who had finished packing the

medical kit, came over.

She first looked at her father before finally dropping her gaze to George, "Don't worry, I will promise you

to get rid of the baby."

These words not only stunned Jessie's father, but also caused George's face to change slightly, his

pupils suddenly contracting for a moment.

Jessie's father grabbed Jessie's shoulder with an unprecedentedly serious expression, "Jessie, do you

know what you're talking about? Get rid of the baby? Why would you do that? Isn't this the child you've

been waiting for? For his sake, our family hid from home to abroad, and you even went to the extent of

hypnotizing yourself to forget about George for his sake, so that you could better regulate your mind,

get well and give birth to this child, and now you want to take away this child that you have worked so

hard to protect for my sake?”

Jessie bit her lip.

How was it possible!

She certainly didn't put up with it.

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Children are important, but equally, dads are more important.

This child is not yet formed and is not considered a child, only a foetus.

Furthermore, at the moment she doesn't have a lot of feelings for the child, so she is still able to be

ruthless enough to take it out.

But she would be truly heartless if she had to let herself choose her child and let her dad go to jail.

Although her previous self cared for the child, she was sure that even her previous self, faced with the

current choice, would have made the same choice.

Thinking, Jessie squeezed her palms, her eyes red as she stared at her father, "Dad, I can't bear it, I

can't stand by and watch you go to jail."

"You ......" Jessie's father was furious by her words, "I can’ stand that, I am old now and I don’t have

many years to live. I'm not afraid to go to jail. I won't allow you to abort the baby, I'm willing to go to jail."

He pointed at George.

Jessie glanced towards George, the corner of her mouth pulled out a bitter curve, "I know, but it's okay,

I just want you to be safe and sound. Since he wants this child to disappear, then let's do what he

wants, maybe, with the child gone, the grudge between our two families can be lessened a bit."

After saying that, she walked over to him, "Mr. Joe, you heard us, I am willing to remove the baby and

can have the surgery right away, so I hope you let my father go, please."

She bowed deeply towards him.

Jessie's father took her by the arm and tried to pull her up.

But this time, Jessie's attitude was particularly firm, and Jessie's father actually couldn't pull her up.

In the end it was Jessie who came to get up on her own, then raised her hand to wipe her eyes and

turned to walk towards the door of the ward.

Just then, George's hand placed under the cover clenched into a fist and suddenly opened his mouth

to ask, "Where are you going?"

Jessie stopped and didn't turn around, "I'll go find a doctor and arrange for an abortion."

Her voice in reply was soft, but it was heartbreaking to hear.

And her head was slightly bowed and her eyelids drooped, making it impossible to see the expression

on her face, or the look in her eyes.

Her father's hands were clenched in fists, and if his sanity wasn't there, he really wanted to beat

George.

"George, are you satisfied now?" Jessie's father's eyes were red as he roared towards George, "The

child in Jessie's belly is also yours, it's the result of your own mistake in the first place, why do you only

want Jessie to suffer alone now?"

George ignored him, his gaze only fixed on Jessie, "If you want to keep this child, there is a chance."

Hearing this, Jessie jerked her head up, then turned to look at the man in the hospital bed, "What did

you say? You ...... You said you could let me keep the baby?"

Not to mention Jessie, Jessie's father was also dumbfounded, looking at George as if he were a

monster.

God, what did he just hear?

There was a possibility that George will let Jessie keep the baby.

"Mr. Joe, is it true what you said?" Jessie took a few steps back to the side of George's hospital bed,

gripping the railing and asking urgently, "Are you ...... really willing to let me keep the baby?"

"I just said that there is a chance, I didn't say for sure." George lowered his eyes and said in a faint

voice.

When Jessie heard that, her originally excited expression, all of a sudden, dimmed down again, "Yes,

you said there is a chance, and it doesn't mean it's a certainty, it's me thinking too much."

She laughed to herself.