Ethan nodded perfunctorily and answered a phone call with obvious nervousness on his face.
“Lily was seriously frightened by that woman this time. I have to go and accompany her immediately.
“The baby girl should rush into the sewer immediately. I'll leave Casey to you. You know what to say.”
In the ward, Casey felt chilled to the bone, lying on the bed like a rusty machine, lifeless.
Lily boldly seduced Ethan and the two of them were so passionate that they could not help but start burning with passion on the bed next to her.
With tears shimmering in her eyes, Lily coaxed Ethan softly, "You two should get a divorce.
"I regret it. I don't want her carrying your child and I refuse to let you sleep with her just to produce an heir!"
Ethan's body swayed slightly at her words. His gaze darkened, sharp and unwavering as he looked straight at her.
"Impossible," he stated coldly. "Casey has been by my side for three or four years. She is a dutiful wife and a worthy Mrs. Olson.
"Anything else, I can agree to. But divorce? Never."
A flash of hatred emerged in Lily's eyes. She took out a bottle of pills from her arms and spoke in a pretentious tone, “In that case, feed this to her.