The Divorced Girlboss’ Regret ( Wyatt Coleman’s )

Wyall, I’m pregnant with your child” 

Wyall received a call from Ann in the morning, and he was completely stunned. 

oclaimed in frustration, “Ann! Let me tell you again, I didn’t touch you. It’s your own problem! I saved your life, yet you treat me like this Are you even human?! If I even hear- 

“You’re going to be a father!” Ann interrupted and hung up the phone, 

Damn it! 

Wyal pressed the phone forcefully, feeling almost dizzy with anger. How could this be? Ann was clearly playing dirty tricks. 

Even if they had relations yesterday, it was impossible for her to be pregnant the next day! 

Wyatt took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. 

He didn’t think about it anymore. Since he hadn’t done such a thing, he felt calm inside. 

He felt the abundant life force churning in his energy center, like a magnificent sea. 

Wyatt finally consolidated his realm overnight, feeling like he had returned to the days of cultivation. 

“Old buddy, you’re going on a journey with me again!” Wyatt touched the Emerald Pendant on his chest, his eyes filled with tenderness. 

He started cultivation at 17 years old and stood at the pinnacle of martial arts at 20 years old, becoming the Almighty Drakon, a legendary and dazzling figure in both the modern and ancient martial world. 

The main reason Wyatt could achieve such a miracle was thanks to the Emerald Pendant. 

The pendant was over two inches long and blood–red all over. 

The blood–red color was extremely strange, seemingly possessing life force. Just a glance at it would stir up violent and bloodthirsty thoughts in one’s heart. 

It was a magical treasure! 

In this world with depleted energy, it was impossible to refine magical treasures. At most, one could 

refine artifacts with some energy. 

However, the Emerald Pendant was a genuine magical treasure! 

Moreover, it was a cursed treasure! 

This pendant could absorb a person’s negative emotions such as fear, anxiety, tension, pain, irritability. depression, sadness, anger, and resentment, and then convert these negative emotions into cursed 

energy for Wyatt to absorb and refine. 

This cultivation method was very fast, but the drawbacks were also very obvious. 

The cursed energy contained terrifying things, namely evil cursed fog! 

Corsed fou could cause cultivators to lose their minds, go insane, and even die. 

Three years ago, during a battle, Wyatt was besieged by nine top experts from a hidden sect. He was in a winning position, but at the critical moment, cursed fog erupted, putting him at a disadvantage. 

Wyatt almost died, and his beloved died tragically trying to save him. 

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. 

Wyatt stood up and saw that it was the gift from Thomas, three reptilian grass. 

“After you return, please thank Mr. Moore for me,” Wyatt sold to the two men in suits in front of him. 

“Yes, we will definitely convey your words.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

One of them was very 

soon. Mr. Moore hul and took out two bottles of wine. “Mr. Coleman, Thanksgiving is coming 

soon. Mr. Moore has also brought you a gift, two bottles of agedMoutal. Please accept them.” 

Wyatt nodded, accepting the gifts, and the two men left respectfully. 

“In three days, it’ll be Thanksgiving… 

During Thanksgiving, families would reunite, but Wyatt no longer had any relatives in Yonada.