Chapter 200. Where Is My Child?

“Robert?!” In dismay and disbelief, she murmured, hoping that the voice was an inaudible whisper.

Her voice trembled, and her heart was pounding in her chest. It had been years since she had last seen him, but his face was etched into her memory like a scar that refused to fade. Memories of her last conversation came surging in in savage streams, arousing all the pains and heartaches and the loathe she had developed for him over the years.

Robert’s grin widened in sarcasm, his eyes gleaming with a mix of arrogance and familiarity. “Surprised to see me, sweetheart?” He taunted, his tone laced with a hint of amusement.

The freaking nerve of some Godforsaken, disgusting jerk, huh? What was funny about him popping up like a bubble? What was so funny about her getting surprised to see his riling face? Ooh, she was like, supposed to stay calm as if that was so normal and okay? And why, in the devil’s name, was he wearing that smug? Could he see through her? Did he know t