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

before!” I said, gathering my emotions. Taking the ultrasound report back from him, I put it in my bag and briefly explained

he looked incredulous, 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

shook my head and left the hospital. I was at a loss for what to do next.

now, with a real child

but now, on this matter, I

reconsider divorcing Idris. He had

during the two year

our relationship might have. slowly evolved

might have been nice with

for his feelings toward me, perhaps some

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

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

pick me up

grimaced, looking at me disdainfully. “What? Afraid that Idris will get jealous seeing

my head. “No, I just think it’s a waste of your time to stay here. Better go back early.”

drive away without another

was not long before

waited for him at the hospital entrance. After getting in the car, he drove straight to the Youngs

not speak much

an hour

Idris, Mr. Zachary smiled and came forward. ” Mr. Young,