After Being Cheating

Chapter 218 We Both shall Bear the Respective Criminal Consequences

While Ivanka held her son with one arm and dragged her luggage with another, she quickly continued

walking. She only came back to pray at the tomb of her elder sister. Today was her sister's death

anniversary.

Brian gave an indicating glance at the two men behind him. One of the men took the luggage out of

Ivanka's hand and said, "Miss Ivanka, let me help you to carry the luggage."

The other man took her son, held him in his arms, and said, "Hi, wimpy kid, let uncle take you for a

ride!"

Brian then approached her and carried Ivanka on his shoulder. He lugged her toward the Audi military

car.

With her head upside down and on Brian's shoulder, Ivanka felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't

even let out a scream. She had no choice but to let Brian carry her into the military car.

"Go!" demanded Brian to his comrade. Brian took his son from his comrade's arms and then held

Ivanka's wrist tightly.

Ivanka took a breath and rested for a moment until she didn't feel dizzy anymore. Then, she took out

her phone from her pocket and yelled, "I must call the police! You're kidnapping us!"

"Please dial 911. Do as you wish!" Brian said. He obviously didn't care and just held his son in his

arms.

He finally fulfilled his grandfather's wish of having a son of his own at the age of thirty-one years old!

Ivanka gritted her teeth and put down her phone. She tried to dissuade him and said, "Sir, you mistook

me for another person. That is my son, and I don't know you!"

Brian then said, "You are Ivanka Yi, and you are twenty-one years old. Three years ago, when you

were eighteen, you had been forced to take a drug. Then, you escaped and slipped into another man's

room... I was the man in that room."

"Shut up!" Ivanka shouted. Hearing the tittering sound from the front seats, Ivanka's face flushed bright

red.

Brian kept his eyes on his son, Lyman, who had the same smile as he did. Lyman asked, "Are you

really my father?"

"Yes, of course!" said Brian in an affirmative tone. 'My genes are indeed powerful. Look! My son really

resembles me! Needless to doubt, this is my son!' Brian thought to himself.

The soldier sitting on the front passenger seat turned his head around, smiled at Ivanka, and said,

"Miss Ivanka, our leader has been looking for you for three years. When you booked your flight ticket,

that's when he found out where you were."

Hearing his words, Ivanka shifted her eyes to Brian and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Brian actually saved her life three years ago, but she had paid for it with her virginity.

"To get married!" Brian simply threw out those words to her, and he went on to play with his son.

The car stopped. When Ivanka saw where they were, she ran away at once.

Brian passed his son to his comrade and ran after Ivanka to stop her.

Then, Brian dragged her to go inside the Civil Affairs Bureau.

He had someone in the Civil Affairs Bureau prepare things for him. Everything was ready. All that was

missing was Ivanka.

Brian held her hand aggressively and placed her in front of the camera to be photographed. Then, he

forced her to sign her name on the marriage certificate. Finally, the certificate was stamped with a seal!

Things went so smoothly that, in just five minutes, their marriage was already legitimate.

Ivanka nearly came broke down when she saw the marriage certificate in her hands. She came back to

honor her elder sister's memory, not get married!

"From now on, you are already a military officer's wife. If you're not loyal to me, or if I am not loyal to

you, we both shall bear the respective criminal consequences!" Finishing his words, Brian put the

marriage certificate into his pocket and held his son back in his arms. They were going home.

Ivanka really wanted to tear the certificate into pieces and wondered why she must marry this man.

There were no flowers, no rings, and not even a proposal!

She was so furious that she wanted to punch him!

"Go ahead! If you don't move, I will come help you!" Brian didn't want to speak any more nonsense. He

put his son back into the car and then went to carry this reluctant woman on his shoulder again.

But Ivanka had already learned her lesson, so she hastily followed and went in the military car.

Brian brought Ivanka and his son to his apartment. He said, "You and our son will stay here from now

on. Now, go and get ready. We are going to visit my grandfather!"

Brian thought he might have the chance to see Janet again if they went right now!

"Can I say no?" Ivanka looked at Brian with a miserable look.

Lyman was ignorant about his mother's self-esteem. He wrapped his arms around Brian's legs and

asked, "Daddy, will you forever be my father?"

Brian held his son up in his arms and nodded. "Yes, of course!" he said.

"Hooray! Then I'll go together with you!" said Lyman excitedly. He now had a father who was a powerful

military officer, which made Lyman so happy that he felt like he was on cloud nine.

"Lyman, come down off him!" yelled Ivanka. She came and intended to get her son back.

But Brian held his son with one arm and grabbed Ivanka with his other arm. While staring at her, he

said, "Don't let me repeat my words! Let's go and visit my grandfather! I don't want to waste one more

second arguing with you here!"

In the end, Ivanka unwillingly entered Brian's car.

At the old house of Han family

Janet rang the doorbell of the Han family's old house, carrying some nutritious food in her hands.

The girl who came to open the door was an unfamiliar face. The girl asked, "Hello! Who are you looking

for?"

Janet grinned and said, "Is Grandpa Charles and Bill at home?"

Joyce then scanned Janet for a short while; Janet was wearing a white floral skirt with a short, knitted

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"Yes, they are at home. Could you tell me your name? I will go and tell my grandfather, " said Joyce.

"My name is Janet Shao, " said Janet.

The door of the old house closed; Janet felt uneasy and wondered how Bill was.

Soon enough, the door opened again. Charles Han came to open the door himself.

"Grandpa Charles!" called Janet. She put on a big smile. Charles then held her wrist and led her into

the living room.

"Janet, my dear, where have you been for so long?" asked Charles. Joyce was shocked to see her

strict grandfather holding Janet's hands.

'Who on earth is this woman? Why does grandfather seem to like her so much?' wondered Joyce.

"Grandpa Charles, I have been playing around everywhere. How have you been these past few

years?" asked Janet. She didn't tell him about the details of what went on with her life.

Charles seemed to be getting older; his hair was all white.

Charles put aside the things in Janet's hands, and he then went with her toward the second floor. He

said, "I'm pretty well, but Bill... Oh!"

Charles sighed sadly, which crushed Janet. She wondered what had happened to Bill.

As they were going up the staircase, Charles gave her a brief background about Bill.

In one riot in Africa, one of Bill's arms was cut off by the terrorists when he went to save a wounded girl.

They stood in front of a room in the second floor. When Charles knocked on the door, an erupting shout

was heard from inside the room. "Go away! I don't want to eat!"

Janet and Charles exchanged glances. Charles said, "Please go in and try your best to persuade him."

Janet slightly pushed the door open. The bedroom was dark since the window's curtain was drawn.

When the man sitting beside the bed saw the light come in from the door, he yelled, "I said that I don't

want to eat! Haven't you heard my words? Get out!"

'Bill... Why did Bill become such a negative man?' thought Janet.

Feeling heartbroken, she slowly approached him.

The man was wearing a black shirt. He was sitting on the carpet near the bedside. There were some

books beside him. He was looking absently at the gap between the curtains.

"Bill, " Janet called.

The soft voice shocked Bill; his heart trembled.

He turned his head around and looked toward the woman approaching him. But his eyes were in a

haze, so he rubbed them.

"Bill, it's me. I'm here to see you."

This familiar voice... And familiar figure... It was Janet indeed!

Bill quickly stood up from the ground, but Bill suddenly turned around with his back facing Janet. "Jane,

go away. Please, " demanded Bill.

Even though it was just for a short moment, Janet saw Bill's dirty face.