Chapter 82 You Can Only Marry Lisa
"What? No freakin' way." Sarah was caught off guard and wanted to push back, but Antonio's lips were already on her neck.
Her eyes went wide, and she tried to push him away, but her strength just wasn't there.
Antonio kissed her neck and collarbone softly, then looked up into her eyes.
Sarah's gaze locked with his deep eyes, and she felt herself getting lost in them.
Seeing her hesitation, Antonio's eyes flickered, and he leaned in to kiss her slightly parted lips again.
She closed her eyes and clutched his robe tightly.
Antonio's strong hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer.
It wasn't until she was gasping for air that he let go of her lips. He kissed her earlobe and, with a thought, whispered, "Let's have a baby too."
Her moment with Harper had been so sweet. Her loving look and Harper's smile had touched him deeply.
In that moment, an idea took root in his mind.
If they had a kid, that kid would be so happy.
He was jealous she had a kid with someone else, envious of how she treated Harper.
He desperately wanted a child that was theirs, a continuation of their bloodline.
But his words hit Sarah like a ton of bricks, snapping her out of it, her whole body tensing up!
Her previously soft body was suddenly filled with strength. She bit her lip and shoved Antonio away.
Surprised by the strong reaction, Antonio took a couple of steps back, the desire still burning in his eyes.
Sarah's flushed face was full of displeasure, her eyes darkening. She shot him a mocking glance. "Who wants to have a baby with you? If you want a baby, go find someone else. Plenty of women out there would love to have your baby!"
As she spoke, she thought of Ryan and felt a wave of disgust, her brows furrowing.
Antonio's face turned grim. He pressed his lips into a thin line, trying hard to keep his anger in check. "Don't say that again."
Did Sarah have to mock him like this?
He had made himself clear, why didn't she get it?
Sarah sneered. "That's how I talk. Listen if you want, if you don't like it, leave!"
Seeing Antonio not moving, Sarah glared at him. "If you don't leave, I will."
With that, she opened the door and walked out, heading to Harper's room.
Antonio frowned, unable to deal with the unpredictable Sarah for a moment.
He left the room with a gloomy face, and just then, footsteps came from downstairs.
"Mr. Antonio Valencia, Mr. Philip Valencia is here!"
As soon as the maid finished speaking, someone walked quickly into the hall.
Sarah took a closer look and was shocked to see it was Antonio's grandfather!
Philip had been living abroad for a long time and had returned without any notice, showing up here late at night.
Sarah hadn't expected it and didn't know what to say.
She wasn't familiar with Philip, and his face was clearly clouded with displeasure.
Philip's eyes shot a sharp look at Sarah. He looked her up and down with extreme displeasure, then moved his gaze away as if he didn't want to look at her any longer.
Seeing his dissatisfaction and disgust, Sarah's face turned grim.
Philip had a very strange temper; she better not provoke him.
When Antonio saw Philip, he frowned, his eyes deep.
He instinctively stood in front of Sarah, greeting, "Grandpa."
The voice was ice-cold, no emotion at all.
Philip glared at Antonio with pure hatred, and his first words were a cold, hard slap in the face: "Don't call me Grandpa! I don't have a grandson like you!"
The wrinkles on Philip's face trembled, showing just how pissed he was. "Look at what you've done. You ruined a wedding, got caught with Sarah, and tarnished the Valencia family's reputation! They're saying you left your wife and kid for a mistress, even brought an illegitimate daughter to the company!"
As he ranted, he angrily struck the floor with his cane. The more he talked, the angrier he got. Suddenly, Philip raised his cane and swung it hard.
Seeing this, Antonio quickly turned around, shielding Sarah in his arms. The pain hit him square in the back.
Sarah's eyes widened, looking at the silent Antonio in front of her, her heart pounding.
"Antonio, even if I beat you to death, I will never let the Valencia family's reputation and company be destroyed!" Even though Philip was an old man with white hair, his anger was terrifying.
Antonio pressed his lips together, taking the blows without resisting or dodging.
Seeing Antonio's forbearance, Sarah couldn't help but get angry.
She opened her mouth, about to say something, but Antonio grabbed her wrist. She looked up to see Antonio shaking his head at her.
His gaze bore deeply into her eyes, while Sarah's heart raced. Seeing Antonio stop her, besides the anger and confusion in her eyes, there was an inexplicable tinge of sorrow.
She had only met Philip once at their wedding, but she always knew that Philip didn't like Antonio.
But no matter how much he disliked him, his actions now were too much!
Just then, Harper, hearing the commotion, came out of her room and saw a crazy old man, Philip, beating Antonio. She was so scared that her little face turned pale.
Harper's big eyes instantly filled with tears, and she called out with a sob, "Mommy."
Hearing this, Sarah turned around, heartbroken, and ran over to hug Harper, gently stroking her head to comfort her, "It's okay, Mommy's here. Don't be afraid, Harper."
Philip's cold gaze instantly shifted to Harper's pitiful face, and his eyes darkened.
From what he had heard, Harper was the one who ruined the wedding, and she was not of the Valencia family lineage!
Philip's old face was filled with disgust, and he sneered. "You wanna raise another man's kid? You're a shame to the Valencia family!"
Philip was clearly very angry, his body swaying slightly. He raised his trembling hand to point at Sarah. "You shameless woman, ruining other people's families, and bringing a bastard child to live here. Aren't you ashamed?"
Hearing this, Sarah's anger flared up. Her beautiful eyes reflected a raging fire, and she quickly covered Harper's ears.
Philip's words were too harsh. If he weren't an elder, she would have hit him already!
Before Sarah could retort, Antonio turned around, his deep eyes staring at Philip. His voice was low and firm. "I insisted on keeping them here. Sarah is my wife. I have already explained this to the public."
With that, Philip knew that he was being defied.
He wasn't here to listen to this nonsense. Without further ado, he said, "Antonio, I said you can only marry Lisa in this lifetime, and the heir of the Valencia family can only be Ryan. This is your responsibility. Don't forget your promise!"
After saying this, Philip took a deep breath, glared at Sarah, struck the floor hard with his cane, and left in a huff.
As soon as Philip left, the villa fell silent, plunging into a dead silence.
Antonio stood with his back to Sarah, his face tense, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
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