Edith's words seemed to tighten the grip of Herbert holding her hand, his palm burning against her wrist with an intensity that was almost unbearable.
Already dressed in his suit, the grey stripes lent Herbert an air of solidity and formality, a stark contrast to the passion they shared in bed. With an earnest tone, he explained, "Edith, taking the morning-after pill can mess with your hormones. It’s not good for you."
Edith couldn’t help but laugh, "You do realize that getting an abortion is even worse for your health, don’t you?"
"Then keep the baby."
"Excuse me?" She gave him a disbelieving look. "Herbert, you can't possibly think you're being responsible here? We're divorced, and you still want me to have your child? Sure, in exchange for thirty percent of the Taylor Group's shares."
She knew Herbert held sixty percent of the Taylor Group’s shares. Having a child and taking half of his shares seemed like a bold move, but Edith stood her ground confidently.
Herbert frowned slightly, "Edith, I can offer you real estate equivalent to the value of the shares, but the shares themselves involve too many complications."
"I'll consider it," Herbert said, stepping beyond his usual boundaries, not forgetting his original intent for the visit, "About that model..."
"Hold on." Edith interrupted, her curiosity piqued, "First off, what’s gotten into you to suddenly show up and sort out all your messes for me?"
During their marriage, she had asked him once, not long after they had gotten married.
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