Chapter 4 Are You Waiting for Me to Carry You?

"How did he get in here? Hurry up and get him out!" When Yareli saw Quentin, her face darkened and she hurriedly called for security.

Old Mr. Lynch was confused. "What girlfriend?"

Quentin held onto the hospital bed as if his life depended on it. "Old Mr. Lynch, Young Mr. Lynch had a one-night stand with my sister and she’s now pregnant. So, Sebastian Jr. will be running around soon."

"Get him out! Get him out now!" Yareli yelled. The security guards immediately pulled Quentin away.

Old Mr. Lynch turned toward Sebastian. "Is this real? Will you be having a child?"

Old Mr. Lynch looked expectantly at Sebastian.

Yareli tried to explain, "It’s not like that. He’s lying…"

"It’s true," said Sebastian.

Yareli stared at him in disbelief. "Are you out of your mind? Do you know what you just said?"

Sebastian paid no mind to her and instead said to the nurse, "Bring him to the ward."

The nurse hurriedly brought the patient away. Only then did Sebastian focus on Yareli. "Mom, you must have seen how excited Grandpa was when he heard that."

"But…" Yareli’s face darkened. She hated what Quentin had done, but even more so, she despised Tamara. How dare she threaten the Lynch family with her pregnancy?!

William said with a dark look on his face, "Old Mr. Lynch is more important right now. Wed the girl. We can always chase her out after she’s given birth to the child."

Sebastian’s face was as cold as ice. Even the air around him chilled.

Tamara stayed at the Lynch manor. It wasn’t until the evening that William, Yareli, and Sebastian returned.

When Yareli saw her, she let out a sneer and went upstairs.

William also looked pissed. Sebastian came to where Tamara was and grabbed her chin, lifting her face. He did not hide the distaste he had for her. "You’re the first woman who dares scheme against me. Don’t think that I’ll treat you well just because I have to marry you. You’re out of my house after you give birth to the child!"

A sharp pain coursed through Tamara. She reached out her hand in hopes of pulling Sebastian’s hand away.

"Don’t touch me!" Before Tamara could make contact with Sebastian, he swung her face away.

He took out a tissue and carefully wiped his fingers before throwing the tissue away. His handsome face was aimed at Tamara, full of loathing.

To Sebastian, Tamara was nothing but a scheming bitch who would do anything to climb to the top.

He had never hated anyone more.

Glancing at Tamara’s reddening chin, he furrowed his eyebrows. Tamara sure was a scheming yet weak woman!

Tamara rubbed her chin and glared at Sebastian only to see he had started to walk away.

After seeing that Tamara was not trailing after him, Sebastian said impatiently, "Are you planning to stand there all night? We don’t need a woman for a bodyguard."

Tamara was embarrassed. She hurriedly trailed after Sebastian and left the manor.

A blue Rolls-Royce Phantom rolled in. It looked elegant yet understated.

The driver opened the car door for them and Sebastian got in. Tamara stood there like a lost lamb.

Quentin had not come back for her, which was to say that she had been abandoned here. Was she supposed to return with this man?

Sebastian looked impatiently at Tamara. "Are you waiting for me to carry you?"