Chapter 9
 
There was no sign of two gestational sacs during the last checkup.

 

 

Avery could not believe that there were two babies inside of her a short week later.

She held the ultrasound scan in her hands as she sat in a quiet daze on one of the benches in the hospital corridor.

The doctor told her that the probability of being pregnant with twins was extremely low.

If she had an abortion now, she might never be able to have twins again.

Avery chuckled bitterly. All of this was the work of the Fosters’ private doctors.

When they had implanted the fertilized eggs into her, they had not mentioned that she was going to have twins.

Perhaps in their eyes, she was nothing but a birthing tool for the Fosters from the beginning.

When she began to bleed the week before, she thought that her period had arrived. When the Fosters’ doctors found out, they thought that the procedure had failed. When Elliot said that he would divorce her after he had woken up, the doctors had never seen her again.

The decision to give birth or not was now solely on her shoulders.

Avery’s phone rang in her bag. She had been in the hospital for over an hour.

She pulled out her phone, stood up, and walked toward the hospital’s exit.

 

“Avery, your father’s dying! Come home right away!”

 

Her mother’s hoarse voice came from the other side of the line.

 

Avery was stunned.

 

Dad was dying? How could this be?

 

She knew that her father had been hospitalized after his company got in trouble. He could not even attend her wedding.

 

She did not know that his condition was this serious. Avery’s mind was a mess.

 

She did not have a good relationship with her father. She could never forgive him for having an affair.

 

However, her heart stung painfully upon suddenly hearing the news of his serious illness.

 

……

 

The living room of the Tate house was a chaotic mess when Avery arrived.

 

Laura took her straight to the master bedroom.

 

Jack Tate was lying on the bed. His breathing was shallow and his eyes were barely open. When he saw Avery, he raised his arm in her direction.

 

“Dad, why didn’t you go to the hospital if you’re this sick?” Avery said as she held her father’s cold hand. Tears welled up in her eyes.

 

“That’s easy for you to say! Where would we get the money to take your father to the hospital?” Wanda snapped frostily.

 

Avery’s head shot up as she said, “Didn’t you get a large sum of money from the Fosters? Why didn’t you use that to help Dad?”

 

much money your father’s company owes? Don’t look at me like I ate your money up,

 

words, Wanda heartlessly stormed

 

not leave

 

the end of the day, Jack was still her father. He had always

 

be mad at her, Dad. It’s not that she didn’t want to get you treated, but the family really doesn’t have much money,” Avery sniffled as

 

turned a deaf ear

 

filled with tears. His lips trembled and his voice was low as he said, “Avery… My darling girl… I’ve failed you… I’ve failed your mother… I’ll make it up to both of you in the

 

large hand holding

 

cry tore through the

 

throbbed in

 

her world underwent an earth-shattering

 

married and pregnant,

 

a child herself, but life swept her up and pushed her into a lonely,

 

day of the funeral was a gloomy and

 

attended the funeral, not since the fall

 

the service, Wanda went to a hotel with

 

scattered like a flock of wild

 

and Laura were the only ones left

 

were as dark as the gray

 

as she

 

“I do. Even

 

Avery did not understand.

 

are you crying?” she

 

him,” Laura sighed. “Relationships are complicated, Avery. It isn’t just a matter of love or hate. It could also be a love-hate

 

dragged her worn out body back to Elliot’s

 

death to the end of the funeral, the process had

 

did not return to the mansion at all during the three

 

the Foster family

 

did not tell anyone in the Foster house about

 

with Elliot was colder than ice and

 

noticed the mansion’s lights

 

nines and chatting away

 

in her

 

noticed

 

contrast to the liveliness of the living

 

Cooper said as she held Avery’s arm and

 

dressed in a black trench coat with her slender, fair calves peeping out from underneath the

 

was

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