Chapter 1168 - 1195: A Performance (3)

Chapter 1168: Chapter 1195: A Performance (3)

Her words were left unfinished as Camden River let out a mocking laugh.

Windsor Myres then fell silent, pressing her lips together, looking at him.

She felt that there was something different about Camden River today, something that made him completely elusive to her.

Camden’s gaze flickered on Ali Harris before settling back on her. His bright, deep black eyes showed no emotion, but the curve of his lips drew a sarcastic arc, as he casually laughed and asked, "Are you sure this child is mine?"

Windsor stood dumbstruck.

A buzzing filled her mind, and she could scarcely believe as she looked at Camden.

One hand hanging by her side clenched into a fist.

"Are you okay?" Ali hurried forward to support her.

Windsor pushed him away with one hand and raised the other, swatting it like the wind, and with a "slap" sound, caught Camden off guard. His somewhat pale face turned aside, his lip corner bleeding.

He remained in that sideways position without making a sound.

Chloe Smith, who came in from outside, was startled, quickly moving to his front, and upon seeing him, was infuriated. Turning around, a loud slap landed on Windsor’s face.

"What are you doing!"

The slap from Chloe left her whole figure trembling and unstable, caught in panic as Ali suddenly grabbed her arm and tossed her aside. Chloe turned too quickly, not having a stable footing, and with the sudden yank, she fell towards the hospital bed, her abdomen striking the bed’s edge.

"Mom!"

Camden cried out, throwing a punch towards Ali’s nose.

Ali grunted, covering his nose with a blood-covered hand, also somewhat furious, immediately swinging his fist towards Camden’s abdomen.

The two were locked in a silent brawl.

Camden had always been physically fit, but at this moment, injured and not yet fully healed, was struck twice in vital areas, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Ali, meanwhile, didn’t have any advantage, his face showing several bruises.

Windsor, overwhelmed, pulled the two apart.

Camden promptly went over to help Chloe up, seating her at the bed’s edge.

Turning back, he looked at Ali, who was gritting his teeth, still pale with anger.

He really disdained competing with this kind of person.

Yet—

This kind of person was someone Windsor got involved with, Windsor just had this kind of talent. As long as she wanted, she could make you suffer indignities.

Camden held a hand over his abdomen, feeling a bit dizzy.

Pure anger.

It was a feeling that seemed to echo the time his father fainted from rage, as he found himself speechless looking at Windsor. His thin lips pressed tightly, face pale, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment.

Windsor was also furious.

Camden’s previous remark made her so angry that she trembled all over.

To be sure the child was his?

What was he suspecting?

Ali?

Well, very well, let him doubt, there will be a time when he regrets!

Windsor looked up at Ali, suddenly asking him, "Are you willing to marry me?"

Ali paused in confusion.

Camden’s face was icy cold, Chloe look of disgust.

Windsor instead laughed, speaking softly, "Anyway, we’ve been together, the child could also potentially be yours, right? Willing to marry me? Once he’s born, he can take your name."

Ali was still a bit stupefied, "Windsor Myres?"

"Willing?" Windsor impatiently asked.

Ali nodded repeatedly.

Windsor opened her arms towards him, her expression calm, "Tired. Carry me away."

Ali stepped forward and carried her away.

Camden clenched his fists, seating himself on the bed edge.