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.

took her straight to

Tate was lying on the bed. His breathing was shallow and his

his arm in

cold hand. Tears welled up in her eyes. "That's easy for you to say! Where would we get the money to take your father

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

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 better off

such cruel words, Wanda heartlessly stormed out

not leave with

the day, Jack was still her father. He had always loved her, and she did not want to lose

didn't want to get you treated, but the family really doesn't have much money," Avery sniffled as she

a deaf ear

he looked 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 of you in the next

holding hers

tore through the

throbbed in

world underwent

and pregnant, and her father was

just a child herself, but life swept her up and pushed her into a lonely,

was a gloomy and rainy

not since the fall of the

went to

like a flock of wild

Laura were the only ones left at

as dark as the

asked as she stared at

"I do. Even if he's dead,

Avery did not understand.

you crying?" she

just a matter of

her worn out

death to the end of the funeral, the process had taken three

return to the mansion at all during

the Foster family contacted

anyone in the Foster house about her

was colder

lights were lit, and the living room was filled with

was dressed to the nines and chatting

in her

Mrs. Cooper noticed her and

on Mrs. Cooper's face tensed as she hesitated. "It's raining

out from underneath the hem. On her feet were a pair of black, low-heeled

aura was chilly, which was different from her usual

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