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

the ultrasound report back from him, I put

mouth twitching. “Madam Young really knows how to play, huh? She could come up with such a thing. But

and left the hospital. I was

Idris, and now, with a real child

now, on this

reconsider divorcing Idris. He had been a good

during the two

Without Moore’s appearance, our relationship might have. slowly evolved into a

been nice

his feelings toward me, perhaps some affection

was used to running away, but 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

an irreversible stage. Everything could

up my mind, I turned to Maxwell. “Idris is coming to pick me up to

“What? Afraid that Idris will get jealous seeing me

waste of your time to stay here. Better

and left to drive away without another word.

long before

in the car, he drove straight to the Youngs Old Manor.

much along the way.

hour

Mr. Zachary was greeting guests at the front gate.. Many had arrived. Seeing me and Idris, Mr. Zachary smiled and came forward. ” Mr. Young,