From how gently I spoke, I probably sounded like a thoughtful wife.

Ashton’s gaze on me darkened for a moment before he began to introduce the man briefly.

This man so happened to be Henry Lowell, the owner of this courtyard and heir of a prominent family of doctors. He was so passionate about medicinal herbs and ingredients that he decided to cultivate them here.

The beautiful woman with him was his wife, and the one-year-old child was his son.

After a brief exchange of greetings, I felt unsettled. I had been trying too hard to keep my pregnancy a secret from Ashton all this while; what if Henry were to reveal it?

Feeling worried, I couldn’t help but glance at Jared, hoping he would think of a way to help me.

At this moment, Mrs. Lowell returned with the freshly cooked cuttlefish stew and beamed at me. “Try some of this, Mrs. Fuller. I loved this when I was pregnant. It may taste a little strange, but my husband added some nourishing herbs into it, so they’re especially good for you. How many weeks old is your child?”

Suddenly feeling panicky, I returned a smile. “It was six weeks old, but Ashton and I hadn’t planned for the child. That’s why we decided to get an abortion.”

The woman was dumbfounded and stared at me, looking rather doubtful. “You don’t look like—”

“These are just some symptoms of false pregnancy, Mrs. Lowell. She’ll be fine as time passes. I can’t help but admire you and your husband, though. You’re both so experienced that you could tell she was pregnant just by observing her.” Jared, who was sipping some tea, finally spoke up.

for a moment before smiling and saying nothing more. Mrs. Lowell, on the other hand,

his wife’s ear, causing her to glance at

Mrs. Fuller. If she takes them diligently, it won’t be difficult for

me emotionlessly. I

he had specifically brought me over to have Henry take a look at me. As for his reasons, I

silent the whole time

evening by the time we got into the car. Joe couldn’t stand the sight of me, so he pestered Ashton to

probably still had other matters to take care of,

me to be careful

filled with all sorts of worrying thoughts that I was unable to sleep at all. I considered approaching Jared, but couldn’t as he was surely with Ashton now. With nowhere else in mind, I headed

gotten dark and the

here instead of

out before

abortion a few days ago, Ms. Stovall. Can you please

was worried about me, I turned to her. “Give me a glass of orange juice. Let’s have a

my boredom,” she replied

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