Unrequited Passion

Chapter 12 Mr. Ledger, Astrid died five years ago!

Astrid came out of the kitchen with the bowl in her hand, but the moment she saw Blake, the bowl slipped from her hand with a crisp clang, and the bowl fell to pieces.

For a moment, there was an awkwardly long silence.

She had known Blake wouldn't let her go, but she hadn't expected he would come so soon!

Carina ran to Astrid's side, reaching out to take Astrid's hand. She found Astrid's hand cold, "Mom, do you know these two handsome uncles?"

Astrid seemed to not hear Carina's words. After a few stunned seconds, she touched her head, "Mom doesn't know them."

She looked up at Blake with a slight smile, "Mr. Ledger, are you going the wrong way? Here is my house, now please get out. I need to go out, or I'm going to call the cops on a break-in!" Astrid said, holding Carina's hand, turned and readied to the room.

Seeing such Astrid, Blake could not help but roar, "Don't you know me? Astrid, don't you forget who was shameless to climb into my bed?"

Astrid was white and trembling, and her hand was shaking slightly.

But not a moment later, she recovered and looked back at Blake, smiling gently, "Oh? Is that so? But I have slept with too many men. I can't even remember who they are. How come Mr. still remembers? Or is it that you can't forget about me?"

Blake laughed in anger, "Humph! Do you think you are qualified?"

"I am not worthy. How can a person like me be worthy of Mr. Ledger's high and mighty?" Astrid said lightly, then let go of Carina's hand and gestured for her to return to her room.

Carina was obedient. She went back to her room and closed the door.

The atmosphere outside was still tense.

Felix looked at the two of them and couldn't help but touch his forehead slightly. Blake had always kept himself calm and lost his poise to Astrid.

"Blake, ask the point!"

Blake then remembered, sneering at Astrid, "Whose child is that?"

Astrid was slightly stunned and looked up at Blake. What did he mean by asking Carrie?

Did he think Carrie was his daughter?

Astrid couldn't help but laugh at this thought. She said coldly, "My!"

Obviously, her answer didn't satisfy Blake, "Astrid! Tell me! Who is the father of the child?"

"The baby's father? Does this have anything to do with Mr. Ledger?" Astrid suddenly laughed but still said coldly, "You know, my private life is promiscuous. As for my daughter’s father, I have no idea. But definitely not yours!"

"Is it Terrence Ledger's?" Blake asked in a cold voice.

Astrid did not answer, just tilted her head to look at him, and her eyes were filled with love and hate, but finally returned to calm, no emotions.

How dare he say that Carrie was Terrence Ledger's child!

Blake, you never believed me! You only believed Mikayla Harlem!

"Who is Terrence Ledger? I never knew this man. Astrid is dead! She died five years ago, and now only Emporio Club’s showgirl Raven was alive. About the past, I have forgotten all!" Astrid spoke without any emotion.

Astrid suddenly laughed, "Or does Mr. Ledger want me to give birth to a child?" After a pause, she sighed, "But I don't know if I can give birth. Even if I can, can a man of Mr. Ledger's stature accept a child born to a murderer and a songstress?"