After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 19

Yolanda’s mind was still drifting when May called. “Got the test results yet? Yolanda, don’t drag this out. Even if you hide the pregnancy, you’ll have to get rid of it eventually.”

Yolanda winced, biting back her irritation. “I’m going now. But relax–I’m not pregnant. Charles isn’t exactly great in bed, y’know? Maybe he’s the issue. And you and Dylan are still young–you could have another son.”

“You!” May sputtered, livid. “This woman must be out of her mind–how dare she talk like that?‘ she thought.

After hanging up, Yolanda felt a twinge of regret. May was petty and had always disliked her. Pushing back would only make things worse.

Sure enough, when Yolanda pulled into the hospital parking lot, Linda was already there waiting.

The Sinclair family had money in this hospital–not as big as the one where Megan stayed, but perfect for those hush–hush affairs within wealthy circles. Anyone in the know who wanted a discreet medical check would come here. The staff kept their mouths shut tight.

Yolanda could only get tested here to put the Sinclairs at ease. But she hadn’t expected Linda to show up.

After getting out of the car, Yolanda slowly approached and called out respectfully, “Mom.”

Linda only wore an emerald bracelet, standing straight with an air of pure elegance. “Go get tested. I’ll wait in the car. Come back with me afterward.”

Yolanda dropped her gaze, swallowed every question, and walked straight to the hospital.

Thirty minutes later, the results came back: not pregnant. She didn’t need to send the report to Charles; the hospital would handle that.

She clutched the report and followed Linda into the car, with her own vehicle driven back by Linda’s staff.

During the entire ride, Linda said nothing.

Yolanda kept her head down, the test slip crumpled in her fist.

After a while, the car stopped at the Grant residence. Just as Yolanda squatted by the entryway to change her shoes, a slap suddenly landed.

She was knocked sideways; her forehead brushed the cabinet and her cheek flared hot,

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swelling fast.

The servants there had grown used to such scenes, silently continuing their work.

had just delivered the slap, sauntered over to the sofa

servant quickly brought her a cup of coffee and set it on the side

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up the cup and took a delicate

Linda the most–she was the one

on her shoes and walk over

sit, Linda shot her a cold, piercing look. “Stay right

with her back rigid

the one flapping her gums again. May was that mean–anytime she got mad,

clink, her voice sharp. “Badmouthing your husband to his

learned Linda’s rules since childhood. Talking back to May like that was enough

room.

sighed. “You’ve been in the Sinclair family two years. Since it’s your first slip–up, stand there till morning.

had adopted her for

Yolanda’s chest, hot and tight, stinging her eyes till

rules perfectly: been faithful to Charles and played the perfect housewife. And then she’d walked in on

tone was hard, like she was determined to

tried to explain. “Mom,

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could finish, Linda hurled her coffee cup over. It cracked against her forehead and left a burning red

I told you your only job was to take care of him,” Linda snapped. “He nearly passed out at work this morning from

really hadn’t known. Last night, she’d slept in a separate room from Charles. This morning, after

finally understood why May’s words stung today–Charles had woken up with low blood sugar. Anytime something happened to him, both the

Charles all these years, and he worked out regularly–how’d he suddenly get low blood

that she was nothing without him. The elders from both families could force

even have to lift a finger, and I’m already

round two

in wearing a custom charcoal suit. At twenty–seven,

brightened. She turned to Yolanda and whispered, “Go stand in the yard. Stay out of

handed his coat to a nearby servant. His gaze drifted up, caught the red mark on Yolanda’s cheek, and his brows furrowed

beamed, “Back