Chapter 511:

She answered straightforwardly, “All three women who came today are here for pregnancy tests.”

“Pregnancy test?” Daxton’s eyes shifted momentarily, a storm of emotions flashing across his face, impossible to read, as the mood around him seemed to darken.

The sudden shift in his demeanor startled the nurse. “Mr. Garcia? Is something wrong?”

At the sound of her voice, Daxton’s eyes softened, the coldness fading as his usual composed, gentle air returned. The nurse blinked, feeling momentarily disoriented, as if what she had just witnessed was a trick of her mind.

Before she could even process what happened, Daxton had already turned and walked away, as if nothing had happened. Pulling out his phone, he made a quick call. “Come up with a reason to delay Carrie’s pregnancy results.”

Ailyn, alone and with her

disguise walking down the gynecology corridor. She stared at the woman’s back, her

her mind, and after the initial shock, her eyes darkened with malice. Carrie had shattered her world, and Ailyn swore she would drag her down into the depths, even if it

chair beneath the sunshade, her attention fully absorbed by her phone. She sipped her coffee through a straw, her left leg nonchalantly draped over

watching, then grabbed a straw from the table and lightly tapped Lise’s bobbing leg. “You know, a lady should sit with a bit more decorum. What

bother about the

once more to sway Lise. “You’re still in the middle of heart treatment, and the future’s uncertain. A turning point might come. For now, it’s better to stay on your best behavior, just in case things take

her coffee to the ground in a fit of irritation, the liquid splashing up and staining

wipe against the fabric, attempting to blot the stubborn coffee stains, but it was futile. The dress—a sumptuous gift from Kristopher,

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