What way?

I didn’t voice this question. Everyone had their own way of thinking, so I didn’t know what Jared meant. All I knew was that this child belonged to me alone.

Ashton never had any feelings for me to begin with. If Grandpa were still alive, I could probably stay by Ashton’s side for a few more years, but he was gone, so I didn’t have the confidence to continue holding onto him.

Risking my child to do it wasn’t a wise choice.

Silence stretched out between us before I spoke again. “Since I’m pregnant now, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you for the time being. As for everything else, I have my own plans. Thank you, Dr. Crest.”

He probably thought I didn’t understand him as a crease formed between his brows, but he didn’t say any more.

He sighed. “I have something to do later on. Remember to eat your medicine. I’ll take off first.”

After seeing him off, I didn’t eat the bowl of ginger carrot soup Ashton cooked for me as my stomach felt slightly uncomfortable. Perhaps it was because I was still in the early stage of pregnancy, I didn’t have any morning sickness, but I really didn’t have an appetite.

I had just gone back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed when my phone rang. It was an unknown number, but I picked it up anyway.

Half a beat passed before the person on the other end spoke. “It’s me, Rebecca!”

I blinked in surprise, then frowned. “Do you need something from me, Ms. Larson?”

sent you the

had the chance to refute, the line

fathom why Rebecca was looking for

bet it had something to do with Ashton

I took a screenshot and sent it to Ashton with a single sentence beneath it. Ms. Larson asked me to meet her, but I was afraid

not long after the message was

leaned on the balcony railing while enjoying the scenery, then

his face. “Where are you?” he asked

“Home.”

brief

I nodded. “Okay.”

I couldn’t sleep and had nothing to do, so I went

work previously, I rarely had time to look through the books here. Now that I

were all kinds of books here. I flipped through some books with illustrations to pass the time, and it didn’t take long for my back to feel

my hand and wandered around the study. My gaze fell on a small cabinet tucked in the corner that

through it and found some photos. They were quite old and worn, but I could tell that they were all photos of Ashton when he was

faded photo of a young couple holding a

deduced that he must be Ashton’s father. Hence, the woman, who looked gentle and elegant, was probably Ashton’s

girl. Confused, I turned back the pages and found that

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