Chapter 316: Chapter 314 I’m So Scared [Part 4]
Maya Spencer listened to his words, exploded, and immediately pushed him away, sneering as she said, "Are you crazy about wanting to be a father?"
"Maya, don’t be silly, listen to me." At this point, Liam Spencer unexpectedly talked to Maya with extreme gentleness, his words full of tenderness, yet this made Maya utterly disgusted.
Therefore, she solemnly told him, "Liam, this time, the child really isn’t yours, you should know that."
"What about the last time?" Up to now, Maya had not personally admitted to Liam that the child from three years ago was his.
Listening to the man’s questioning, thinking about how he bullied her, Maya swallowed saliva and said recklessly, "Someone like you doesn’t deserve to have a child."
"Maya!" Liam shouted angrily at the girl’s mockery, grabbed her collar, and lifted her up.
This was when Maya truly felt afraid, she grasped his wrists with both hands and asked, "What are you going to do? Make me get rid of the child?"
"Maya, believe me just this once, okay?" Faced with Maya, Liam was full of guilt.
These days, he reflected on his wrongdoings, but every time he thought of Maya liking Lillian Morris, he couldn’t control his emotions.
Maya looked at the man’s guilt-filled eyes, she laughed coldly, and couldn’t help but recall his past threats, he once said she loved losing babies, so he was determined to let her have her fill.
So, is he keeping her here now to witness her lose the child himself?
Thinking of this, Maya’s scalp tingled, she felt the room spinning, Liam’s cold stern face and icy hands approaching her, her mind flooded with images of her lying alone on the operating table.
The operating table was cold, ruthless, the doctor would use sharp tools to mercilessly remove her child.
At this moment, her mind involuntarily displayed images of Liam pressing her on the operating table, forcing her to remove the child, regardless of her pleas, he remained indifferent, ignoring her.
So she hurriedly pushed Liam away, retreated a few steps, her back tightly pressed against the door, shaking her head incessantly, saying, "Let me go, please let me go, okay?"
Liam watched Maya filled with fear, clearly sensing her off-kilter emotions, her eyes vacant, except for panic and fear, nothing else.
Seeing Maya like this, his heart ached, when he reached out to touch her, she suddenly screamed "Ah..." and then pressed against the door, looking left and right as if searching for a place to hide, but Liam cornered her, leaving her with nowhere to go.
"Maya, what’s wrong?" Liam looked at Maya like this, suddenly recalling the night she had a nightmare when he was staying at her villa, she had the same terrified look, resembling a patient.
Maya watched the man approaching her, grabbed her hair with both hands, muttering to herself, "Let me go, please let me go, let my child go, okay?"
The girl’s muttering stunned Liam, watching Maya slowly squat down, he immediately squatted down, reaching out his right hand to touch her small face, comforting her, "Maya, you’ll be okay, the child will be okay too."
This version of Maya made Liam inexplicably nervous, his heart rate inexplicably accelerated.
Maya squatted on the ground, feeling Liam’s touch, with a "thud," she kneeled on the ground, clutching his arm, crying and begging him, "Young master, please let me go, in the past, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have provoked you, please let me go just once!"
Seeing this, Liam immediately knelt on the ground, pulled her into his embrace, hugged her tightly, patting her back to comfort her, "Maya, don’t be afraid, I’ll let you go, I’ll let you go, I’ll take you home right away."
Maya’s mental state clearly indicated to Liam something was wrong, he feared keeping her in the apartment would only backfire, making her mood increasingly depressed, her mind increasingly uncontrolled, worried she’d do something extreme again, so he compromised with her.
He must immediately take her back to the villa, to a place where she feels safe, calm her emotions, and then, once she’s stable, take her to see a doctor.
Liam almost deduced that Maya definitely has a condition, at this moment, she’s having an episode.
In Liam’s arms, Maya listened to the man’s promises, clutching him tightly with her hands, sobbed uncontrollably, continuously thanking him.
This version of Maya shattered Liam’s heart into pieces, so he embraced her increasingly tightly.
Until she stopped crying, did Liam take her hand, escorted her to the elevator, and went to the parking lot to take her home.
On the way back, Liam held the steering wheel with his left hand, tightly holding Maya’s small hand with his right hand, trying to offer her some comfort.
At this moment, Maya had calmed down, no longer crying or fussing, letting Liam hold her, but her eyes remained vacant and lifeless, making those who watched feel heartache.
Liam took a deep breath and cautiously asked, "Maya, does your head hurt now?"
The girl didn’t speak, just shook her head lightly.
Liam continued to probe, "Maya, what kind of medicine do you usually take?"
Again, Maya remained silent, simply shook her head.
This moment saw her mind blank, unable to engage in normal communication.
Liam seeing her unwillingness to talk, stopped probing, instead gently raised her small hand, kissed the back of her hand.
Watching the exceedingly fragile, unbearably weak Maya, Liam’s heart ached more for her, increasingly reluctant to leave her, regardless of what illness Maya might have, he wouldn’t let her go, would always stay by her side, never harm her again.
This was the first time Liam vowed to never harm Maya again, whether physically or mentally, he would cause her no harm.
Half an hour later, Liam led Maya home.
In the living room, Sister Taylor looked at the girl’s messy appearance, her eyes instantly turning red.
She could hardly believe that the girl before her was her mistress, in this state, Maya barely looked human—her clothes disheveled, a summer jacket over her pajamas, her hair tangled, her eyes vacant. Except for her pretty face and fair skin, she had become almost indistinguishable from the delirious madmen outside.
Seeing Sister Taylor, the girl instantly felt aggrieved, immediately breaking free from Liam, her lips pouting, eyes red, pitifully throwing herself at Sister Taylor, holding her tightly.
Sister Taylor seeing Maya like this choked up, soothing her by patting her back, "Miss, don’t be afraid, you’re home now, you’re home."
"Sister Taylor, I’m so scared, Liam wants to harm me and the child." Maya had started to babble nonsense, foolishly unable to separate dreams from reality.
"Don’t be afraid, with Sister Taylor here, he wouldn’t dare." Hearing the word ’child,’ Sister Taylor both consoled Maya and glared angrily at Liam.
Liam, witnessing the scene before him, frowned deeply, but could clearly feel that much must have happened in the past three years of Maya’s absence, otherwise, she wouldn’t have turned out like this.
Maya was once so proud; what immense pressure must she have endured to think of suicide, to collapse like this.