Chapter 889

Evadne was at a loss for words, staring blankly as the realization hit her. Jason, that rascal, what was he thinking acting so recklessly on purpose?

"Nydia, how did you find out?" Evadne finally managed to ask.

"After that night, I just haven't been feeling right, constantly tired and sluggish. I thought I was just run-down from not resting enough, so I didn't think much of it.

But recently, I started feeling nauseous in the mornings, and that's when I knew something was off. Two nights ago, I sneaked out to buy a pregnancy test, and I took it yesterday morning."

Although it should have been wonderful news, Evadne was filled with a sense of dread and guilt.

She had been so preoccupied with taking care of Marilla, doing everything she could to help, and Jason had been spinning like a top with his workload. They had both overlooked Nydia, who was paler, pushing herself to keep going.

Nydia was so young, barely prepared for the pressures of motherhood.

Her precious sister, living every day in anxiety, stress, and fear-just thinking about it broke Evadne's heart.

"Nydia. I'm so sorry, I should have noticed sooner. It's all my fault!"

Evadne embraced Nydia, her heart trembling. "You only found out yesterday. Jason and Myra don't know yet, do they?"

"I'm scared."

Nydia's slender shoulders shook as she sobbed, "We're not even engaged, and I'm pregnant with his child. I'm afraid of how mom and dad will react, how they'll treat Jason."

"My dear, you're worrying over nothing! You're carrying the Ashbourne family's first grandchild. Emeric will be over the moon, why would he be upset? Dad's been ill, and this news might just lift his spirits and help with his recovery!"

sniffled, her nose turning

"Really."

happy for you. You and the baby both

and lovely addition to their lives.

from the festive chaos, seeking solace on a quiet balcony, his demeanor shaded

he rarely let the world's joys and

by family and friends, stirred something deep within him,

over his handsome features as he leaned back against the

tight. Finally, he couldn't

contacting her since their last, fiery encounter. Fearless in all but this, fearing for the

of his concern was a constant torment,

of his spy craft, ensuring even if Elsie's phone was tapped, their connection

was greeted only by silence-the call

from the balcony, only to encounter a scene that halted

corridor, Stella leaned against the wall, a drunken mess, her expensive dress stained with wine, her hair a tangled mess around her flushed face, resembling

watching over her with a fondness that was

no longer resist the pull of sleep, Bennett scooped her up in his

Bennett

"Bennett."

emerged from the shadows, causing Bennett to startle and lock eyes with Elvis, whose gaze was sharp and

you get here?" Bennett's voice

you

his brother with a deep, meaningful look. "Bennett, what exactly were you doing in there

his cheeks flushing in the dim light, a

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