Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 576

‘Would I accidentally get pregnant?‘ she thought.

Tiffany jolted upright in the bathtub.

Without wasting another second, she scrambled out of the tub, Hastily dried herself off, threw on some clothes, and slipped quietly out of the house.

At the curb, she hailed a cab and directed the driver to the nearest drugstore.

It wasn’t too late, and a few pharmacies were bound to still be open at this hour.

When they arrived, Tiffany leaned forward and said, “Please wait for me.” The driver nodded as she stepped into the store.

“Good evening. How can I help you?” the pharmacist asked politely.

Tiffany opened her mouth, but the words “birth control pills” seemed to lodge in her throat.

Her hand unconsciously rested on her flat stomach. She wasn’t ready for children–not now, not with her life as it was. But if it turned out she was pregnant, could she accept it?

But if it came to that, she was sure that Richard would be overjoyed.

Tiffany shook her head and apologized softly. “No, thank you.”

Wrapping her coat tighter around herself, Tiffany turned and walked back to the waiting cab.

“Miss, where to?” the driver asked.

“Back to…” She started to say home but stopped. A mischievous glint lit her eyes. “Royal Bay,” she said instead.

“Got it,” the driver replied, pulling back onto the quiet streets.

At this time, there were few pedestrians and cars on the empty and quiet street. Tiffany leaned back and gazed out the window.

The city lights grew sparser, and the serene night sky revealed a scattering of stars. A gentle breeze brushed against her cheek as she rolled the window down slightly, easing the tension in her chest.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Royal Bay.

Reaching for her bag, Tiffany suddenly froze. In her rush to leave the house, she hadn’t brought any cash–or even her phone.

She then rang the villa’s bell. Moments later, a maid hurried out to greet her, surprise evident on her face.

“Mrs. Hampton?” The maid quickly opened the gate, stepping aside to let Tiffany in.

The noise drew Richard’s attention, and soon he appeared at the door.

-Tiffany stood by the car, shivering slightly in the evening breeze, her nose tinged pink from the cold.

She looked up and saw Richard walking out.

His tall figure exuded a quiet authority, and even under the dim light, his features remained striking and refined. His dark, penetrating gaze were fixed on her.

‘Would I accidentally get pregnant?‘ she thought.

Tiffany jolted upright in the bathtub.

out of the tub, hastily dried herself off, threw on some clothes, and slipped quietly

the curb, she hailed a cab and directed the driver to the

wasn’t too late, and a few pharmacies were

arrived, Tiffany leaned forward and said, “Please wait for me.”

How can I help

but the words “birth

unconsciously rested on her flat stomach. She wasn’t ready for children–not now, not with her life as it was.

to that, she was sure that

shook her head and

tighter around herself, Tiffany turned and walked back to the waiting

where to?” the driver

home but stopped. A mischievous glint lit her

pulling back

were few pedestrians and cars on the empty and quiet street. Tiffany leaned back and gazed out the

the serene night sky revealed a scattering of stars. A gentle breeze brushed against her cheek as she rolled the window down slightly, easing the tension in

they

her rush to leave the house, she hadn’t brought any cash–or even her

villa’s bell. Moments later, a maid hurried out to greet her, surprise

quickly opened the gate, stepping aside to

and soon he

in the evening breeze, her

looked up and

authority, and even under the dim light, his features remained striking and refined. His dark, penetrating gaze were fixed on

slipped out and didn’t–luring any money,” she

chin, signaling John, his assistant, who immediately

brought

exchanged curious glances before quietly retreating to

you cold?” Richard

sighed. Then he scooped her up in his arms and carried her

not very cold outside–it’s just a

smoothly wrapped her arms around his neck, her expression pitiful, like a stray cat lost in the dead of night–helpless and forlorn. The sight of her tugged at his heart, filling him with

brow furrowing as he asked,

fury, as if Tiffany so much as nodded, someone was guaranteed

head, looking both upset and on the verge of

“No one,” she whispered.

eyes brimmed with panic and helplessness,

this for the first time was unsettling. His heart clenched, and his throat tightened.

her laughter at bay. Despite her internal amusement, her expression remained one

moments, she pursed her lips and finally said,

froze, the single word

weight of her statement hit him. His fingertips trembled, and the cool detachment in

out to touch her belly. It was still flat, with nothing to feel, but the expression on his facé

isn’t the reaction I expected,‘

she could clarify, Richard cupped her face and kissed her gently, his voice trembling with emotion even

first time she

they were going to

elation, Richard stood up, clearly

yanked him back, her voice small as she asked, “Wait–don’t get too excited yet. If I told you that…

she realized her

with the charade, Tiffany swallowed hard and confessed, her voice faltering, “Actually… I’m not