There was no sign of two gestational sacs during the last checkup.

Avery could not believe that there were two babies inside of her a short week later.

She held the ultrasound scan in her hands as she sat in a quiet daze on one of the benches in the hospital corridor.

The doctor told her that the probability of being pregnant with twins was extremely low.

If she had an abortion now, she might never be able to have twins again.

Avery chuckled bitterly. All of this was the work of the Fosters' private doctors.

When they had implanted the fertilized eggs into her, they had not mentioned that she was going to have twins.

Perhaps in their eyes, she was nothing but a birthing tool for the Fosters from the beginning.

When she began to bleed the week before, she thought that her period had arrived. When the Fosters' doctors found out, they thought that the procedure had failed. When Elliot said that he would divorce her after he had woken up, the doctors had never seen her again.

The decision to give birth or not was now solely on

her shoulders.

Avery's phone rang in her bag. She had been in the hospital for over an hour.

She pulled out her phone, stood up, and walked toward the hospital's exit.

"Avery, your father's dying! Come home right away!"

Her mother's hoarse voice came from the other side of the line.

Avery was stunned.

Dad was dying? How could this be?

She knew that her father had been hospitalized after his company got in trouble. He could not even attend her wedding.

She did not know that his condition was this serious.

Avery's mind was a mess.

She did not have a good relationship with her father.

She could never forgive him for having an affair.

However, her heart stung painfully upon suddenly hearing the news of his serious illness.

The living room of the Tate house was a chaotic mess when Avery arrived.

her straight to

breathing was shallow

raised his arm

you're this sick?" Avery said as she held her father's cold hand. Tears welled up in her eyes. "That's easy for you to say!

up as she said, "Didn't you get a large sum of money from the Fosters? Why didn't

Do you know how much money your father's company owes? Don't look at me like I ate your money up, Avery! Besides, your father's illness can't be cured! He's

saying such cruel words, Wanda

did not

the end of the day, Jack was still her father. He had always

to get you treated, but the family really doesn't have much money," Avery

a deaf

at her

low as he said," Avery... My darling girl... I've failed you... I've failed your mother... I'll make it up to both

hand holding hers

tore through the

throbbed in

world underwent an earth-shattering

and pregnant, and

that she was just still just a child herself, but life swept her up and pushed her

day of the funeral was a

many people attended the funeral, not

service, Wanda went to

like a flock

Laura were the

as dark as the

Dad, Mom?" Avery asked as she stared at her father's gravestone through

in a dull voice, "I do. Even if he's dead,

Avery did not understand.

are you

I loved him," Laura sighed. "Relationships are complicated, Avery. It isn't just a matter of love or

night, Avery dragged her worn

of Jack's death to the end of the funeral, the process had taken

to the mansion at

from the Foster family contacted

tell anyone in the Foster house

relationship with Elliot was colder

stepped into the courtyard, she noticed the mansion's lights were lit, and the

dressed to the nines and chatting away merrily with wine glasses in their

in her

noticed her and

liveliness of the living room, but the smile on Mrs. Cooper's face tensed

a black trench coat with her slender, fair calves peeping out from underneath the hem. On

aura was chilly, which was different from her

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