Facade of Love

Chapter 97 Perhaps It’s Time to Fight for Myself

It took me a while to recover from the shock of discovering I was pregnant. I looked at him and said, “Tonight seems to be Madam Young’s birthday banquet.”

He frowned. “Madam Young? Who?”

My phone rang at that moment. Without responding to Maxwell, I answered the call. It was Idris.

His deep and restrained voice came through the phone. “Where are you?”

“At the hospital,” I said, unconsciously clutching the ultrasound report.

There was a slight pause on the other end before he continued, “Grandma’s birthday banquet is tonight. I’ll come pick you up.”

I pursed my l*ps, silent for a moment before responding, “Okay.”

After hanging up, I looked at the ultrasound report in my hand, still somewhat dazed. Why did this child come at this time?

“What did the check–up reveal? You look so scared,” Maxwell said, taking the ultrasound report from my hand. After a quick glance, finding nothing unusual, he frowned at me. “Yvette, six weeks?”

Noticing the timeline inconsistency, he frowned, his handsome eyes fixated on

me

“How come it says six weeks? Weren’t you almost three months pregnant? How

back from him,

his mouth twitching. “Madam Young really knows how to play, huh? She could come up with such a thing. But now that you’re really pregnant, what are you planning to

left the hospital. I was at

had been hesitant about divorcing Idris, and now, with a real child suddenly appearing, it made me even more uncertain about the divorce.

been decisive, but now, on this matter,

reconsider divorcing Idris. He had been a

father during the two year

might have. slowly

life might have been nice with a

his feelings toward me, perhaps some affection could grow over

we had not reached a point where divorce was the only option. The truth about the past could be clarified. I could explain things to Madam Young, and maybe it was time to

felt much better. Nothing had reached an irreversible stage. Everything could be explained and I could hope

to pick me up to go to the Youngs‘ Old Manor. Maybe you should go

me disdainfully. “What? Afraid that Idris will get

just think it’s a waste of your time to stay here.

left to drive away without another

was not long before Idris arrived.

After getting in the car, he drove

did not speak much

an hour

guests at the front gate.. Many had arrived. Seeing me and Idris, Mr. Zachary smiled and came forward. ” Mr. Young, Mrs. Young, Madam Young is waiting in the