Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 155

The man’s smile vanished.

Leaning back in his chair, he dropped the mask and sneered, contempt dripping from every word. “You lost one baby and managed to keep another, yet you still think you’re some kind of saint?”

“If Monica hadn’t begged me, I wouldn’t have bothered coming here at all. The fact that I’m even interested in you is your good fortune.”

“And that kid of yours—just a bastard. Dead or alive, it hardly matters.”

He tossed out human life as if it were nothing.

Aurora stared at him, her face expressionless. “What did you just say?”

He shrugged, indifferent. “I said your bastard—”

“He’s not a bastard,” Aurora cut him off, her voice icy.

The man scoffed. “Born out of wedlock, what else would you call him? I heard he’s gravely ill too—not much time left, is there?”

Without another word, Aurora flung the contents of her water glass straight into his face.

“My child isn’t yours to gossip about,” she said, her tone sharp as broken glass.

The man lurched up, furious, ready to lash out.

But before he could move, someone twisted his arms behind his back and slammed him face-down onto the table, reducing him to a humiliating mess.

Louis glanced at Aurora, head tilted. “Are you alright?”

The man tried to curse, but Louis quickly stuffed a napkin in his mouth, cutting him off.

Aurora pressed her lips together. “I’m fine.”

But inside, she ached.

Together, she and Louis left the restaurant.

Not far away, in the backseat of a black Bentley, Daniel slowly closed the folder in his hands.

Two thin sheets of paper peeked out, the words “donor match” faintly visible.

Will didn’t dare look at Daniel’s expression; he could feel the chill radiating from Mr. Chambers, colder than the air conditioning.

Right now, Will knew better than to test Daniel’s patience.

Daniel opened the folder again, staring at the results.

He was a match.

The moment he got the news, he’d wanted to find Aurora and share it with her—to give her hope.

But what had he just witnessed?

Aurora and Louis together.

Neither of them noticed the black car gliding past them.

Inside, the driver’s eyes were cold as steel.

Aurora and Louis rushed back to the hospital.

Louis told Aurora to stay with Payne, while he went to find the doctor himself.

He needed to know who the matching donor was.

Aurora desperately wanted to know too, but she understood there was no point in rushing. She nodded and headed to Payne’s room.

In the doctor’s office, Louis frowned.

“You’re saying Daniel is the matching donor?”

The doctor nodded. “The results just came in. Mr. Chambers made no effort to keep it a secret, so I called you right away.”

Louis’s first thought wasn’t relief for Payne, but anxiety for Aurora.

He was a lawyer, and his instincts were rarely wrong.

Daniel must have wanted the doctor to pass the news along. He was playing a deeper game with Aurora.

The doctor said, “Mr. Chambers had to leave in a hurry, so I didn’t get a chance to ask about his wishes. Mr. Winters, you’ll need to get in touch with him soon. For the child’s sake, it’s best to schedule the surgery as early as possible.”