Chapter 58 It's About My Child

William let out a cold laugh and tossed the lunch he'd bought straight into the trash. It was only after getting back into the car that he finally managed to calm down. Then, he called Jeanette. After a long moment, she finally picked up, her voice low and unhurried. "Hello?" He lowered his gaze, his tone edged with ice. "Where did you go?" Jeanette couldn't help but put on a mocking smile. So, he could disappear to tend to Giselle after sleeping with her, but she had to report her whereabouts to him? What kind of logic was that? "It's none of your business," she said, her voice pricking. "Mr. Ashford, aren't you being a bit controlling?" The barb landed, and his face grew even colder. "If it's about my child, of course I care." She understood at once. He must have seen the empty box of emergency contraception in the trash. He hadn't stayed to look after Giselle, yet he had doubled back to check on her? Jeanette mocked, "Don't worry. Even if you begged me, I wouldn't carry you