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 the master

His breathing was shallow and his eyes were barely open.

raised his arm in

didn't you go to the hospital if 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! Where would we get

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

debts! Do you know how much money your father's company owes? Don't look at me like I ate your money up, Avery!

cruel words, Wanda heartlessly

did not

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

really doesn't have much money," Avery sniffled as she stood crying by the bed. "Dad, I really hope you get

turned a deaf ear to

her with eyes filled with

I've failed you... I've failed your mother... I'll make it up

large hand holding hers suddenly let

cry tore through

heart throbbed

underwent an earth-shattering

was married and pregnant, and

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

day of the funeral was a gloomy and

not since the

service, Wanda went to a hotel with the

crowd scattered like a

Avery and Laura were the only ones left at

were as dark as the

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

her gaze and said in a dull voice, "I do. Even if

Avery did not understand.

are you crying?"

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

Avery dragged her worn out

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

mansion at all during

the Foster family contacted her

not tell anyone in the Foster house about

Elliot was colder than

mansion's lights were lit, and the living room was filled

dressed to the nines and chatting away

in

noticed her and rushed

contrast to the liveliness of the living room, but the smile on Mrs. Cooper's face tensed as she hesitated. "It's raining outside. Come on in!" Mrs. Cooper said as she held Avery's

peeping out

which was different

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