All Chapters of He was never mine: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“Why isn't she answering? Did something happen?” Liam mumbled while staring at Carmen's name blinking on his phone. After the fifth call, Liam grabbed his jacket, his keys, and rushed out of the bedroom while struggling to wear his coat. A few minutes later, he was seated behind the steering wheel, then it hit him. “Where's the conference held again? Damn, I knew I should have been there with her!” Liam muttered in frustration. Then he opened his browser, searching for any news about the press conference, but when he found nothing, Liam worried only intensified. At this point, his mind was swimming with random thoughts, and none of them was positive. So without thinking soundly, he started the car and drove off, not knowing exactly where he was heading. After driving around the city to most of the luxurious hotels and buildings he knew, Liam finally got a call from Carmen. He hastily stepped on the brake before answering the call.

The living room grew still for minutes, then Liam folded the paper, walked over to Ali, and placed it inside her palm. Then he frowned and coldly said, “I will be there for the ultrasound, and if you are truly pregnant, I want a DNA test done.”In a fate of rage, Ali squeezed the sheet and tossed it to the ground. Then she gazed at Liam and shouted, “Fine! And if this pregnancy is yours like I know it is, then what next?” Those words caught Liam off guard, and yet he managed to hide his anxiety behind the calmness in his eyes.“I will own up to my responsibility,” Liam said with a frown.“The last I heard, she doesn't know who the father of her unborn child is. So if it's not you, are you going to make our kid a bastard just so you can keep your relationship with her and take care of another man's child?” Ali rudely asked with a look of disgust on her face as she stared at Carmen.“Shut up!” Liam shouted.When he gazed at her, Ali could see

‘It’s finally over.’ Carmen thought with her head facing the windshield as she watched other vehicles pass by.However, her heart still felt heavy and her mind felt drained when negative thoughts began to crowd her head, leaving her too exhausted to cry or think straight, so she closed her eyes and allowed herself to sink into a field of nothingness.“Does it hurt anywhere?” Dax asked, taking his eyes off the road for a second to stare at her.“No,” Carmen whispered without raising hereyelids.Even though she was in pain, it was not the kind of feeling she wanted to explain to Dax since it will only leave him hurt.Silence fell between them for a moment, then Dax softly sighed and said, “Whatever result we get tomorrow, I hope we can still be friends. You are an amazing woman, Carmen, and I still want to be in your life even if it’s not in a romantic way.”After two seconds had pass

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A woman's wedding should feel like the best day of her life, but as Mrs. Smith zipped up Carmen's gown zipper, she felt like she was suffocating.It was her second time wearing the perfect wedding dress, and yet the second time felt just as terrible as the first.“I must be one of the most unlucky brides,” Carmen mumbled, watching the sunlight crept through the window.“Why would you say that? Dax is the sweetest and most honest man on this planet and you should feel lucky that you are marrying him.” Mrs. Smith said, reaching for the diamond necklace.“Then why don't I feel that way, mom?”“Love will develop, honey. Give it time.”It grew silent as Carmen's fingers traced against the necklace and sadly smiled.“You look like a princess.” Mrs. Smith mumbled, wiping her tears with a napkin.“Thanks, mom,” Carmen whispered, holding in her urge to cry.A