Chapter 578:

“Fiona, what’s on your mind? Are you even listening?” Irving was engrossed in his phone, typing furiously, but his eyes flicked up to Fiona now and then, tinged with curiosity and suspicion.

“You’ve been acting strange since you got back from the hospital,” he finally said, his voice laced with curiosity. “Did something happen?”

Fiona, still lost in her thoughts, jolted at Irving’s words and instinctively recoiled, like a cat suddenly startled.

Irving, catching Fiona’s jumpy reaction, raised an eyebrow. “Why are you dodging? I won’t bite.”

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Fiona avoided his gaze, her voice shaky and unconvincing as she said, “I’m not dodging anything. You’re just imagining things.”

Just then, Gavin descended from the second floor, his violin in hand. Noticing Fiona on the couch, he casually asked, “Back from the hospital already? How did Elyse’s checkup go?”

Fiona, fiddling nervously with her hair, replied guiltily, “I… I don’t know. You should ask her yourself.”

Gavin, puzzled and now closer to the couch, pressed on, “Didn’t you take time off to accompany Elyse for her check-up? Didn’t you go with her?”

Fiona had indeed gone, but explaining what had transpired afterward was a different matter entirely.

Gavin, sensing her evasiveness, raised his eyebrows and pressed on, “You didn’t go? What were you doing then?”

her head, refusing to spill

the feeling that

miles away, and it was clear to him that she was lost in her own world, preoccupied and

to the bottom of it, Irving pulled out his phone and tried calling

his watch. It was too early

to find

can’t I reach either of them? Did something

up, shutting her eyes and feigning sleep to escape

demanded, “Why are you acting like this? We’re talking to you! Where

“Why are you asking me? If you want to

his coat and storming

jacket and followed

a long sigh of relief, but the weight of dread quickly settled back on her

her pregnancy had abruptly ended. The baby meant the world to Elyse and Jayden, but strangely, Fiona found

Elyse at the hospital now;

agonizing part was her own inertia: she hadn’t lifted a finger to aid Elyse. Fiona

Fiona in a perplexing way, she dreaded the

conflicted emotions. As she sat on the couch, she racked her brain for ways to dodge

head to Elyse’s home or the hospital?

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