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.

delivered the slap, sauntered over to the sofa and

brought her a cup of

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cup and took a delicate sip, her every movement still graceful and

the most–she was the one who

slap, Yolanda slipped on her shoes and walk over to the

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

her back rigid

was that mean–anytime she got

clink, her voice sharp. “Badmouthing your

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

room.

been in the Sinclair family two years. Since it’s

make it worse. The Grants had adopted her for one reason:

in Yolanda’s chest, hot and tight, stinging her

perfect housewife. And then she’d walked in on his affair, humiliated, stripped of

you’re going to work?” Linda asked. Her tone was

tried to explain. “Mom,

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hurled her coffee cup over. It cracked against her

to take care of him,” Linda

night, she’d slept in a separate room from Charles. This morning, after dealing with May, she’d gone straight

stung today–Charles had woken up with low blood sugar. Anytime something happened to him, both the Sinclairs and Grants

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

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

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

mouth for round two

wearing a custom charcoal suit. At twenty–seven, he was already

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

gaze drifted up,

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