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

was fake before!” I said, gathering my emotions. Taking the ultrasound report back from him, I put it in my

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,

the hospital. I was at a loss for what to do

hesitant about divorcing Idris, and now, with a real child suddenly appearing, it made

but now, on this matter, I was

to reconsider divorcing Idris. He

father during the two year

Moore’s appearance, our relationship might have. slowly evolved into

might have been

his feelings toward me, perhaps some affection

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 tell Idris about Moore’s situation. back then.

stage. Everything could be explained and I could

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

disdainfully. “What? Afraid that Idris will get jealous seeing

just think it’s a waste of your time to stay here. Better go back early.”

to drive away without

long before Idris arrived.

in the car, he

did not speak much along the

hour later.

Many had arrived. Seeing me and Idris, Mr. Zachary smiled and came