Qiao Hua gave him a placating smile. "President Gu, could you ask for something else instead?"
"Not negotiable." Gu Wenze's deep voice held a dangerous edge. "If you refuse, you can forget about leaving."
Qiao Hua couldn't help silently cursing Gu Wenze and eighteen generations of his ancestors.
Seeing the resentment on her face, Gu Wenze said coldly, "Have you made up your mind? Would you rather stay locked up here until you give birth, or have me let you out and obediently carry the baby to term?"
Qiao Hua thought it over. She would have to give birth anyway if she stayed locked in the villa, so she might as well get out first.
Perhaps she could still find a way around it.
At that thought, Qiao Hua gritted her teeth. "Fine. I agree."
[There are still six or seven months before the baby is born. I refuse to believe Gu Wenze and Jiang Nan won't have gotten together by then.]
[Once they're together, will Gu Wenze still care about the baby in my belly?]
[He might be even more eager to abort it than I am.]
A glint flashed through Gu Wenze's dark eyes. He said unhurriedly, "Remember what you said. Your electronic ankle monitor tracks your location in real time. If I catch you sneaking into a hospital to abort the baby, I'll lock you in the basement and make you keep having my children until you die."
The image made Qiao Hua shudder.
After everything that had happened, she didn't doubt for a second that Gu Wenze was capable of it.
After all, this time he had actually chained her up at home to stop her from leaving.
Everyone knew the domineering CEOs in melodramatic novels were beyond reason.
Qiao Hua changed the subject. "Does that