Chapter 353 An Idea

Lydia believed that Meryl was bound to suffer even more than she was right now. She could vividly picture Meryl caught between Chandler and Dalton, being ruthlessly scorned by the Aniston family. A malicious glint flashed across Lydia's face as an idea struck her, and she suddenly shouted.

The garden staff heard the commotion and rushed over. "Oh dear, what happened? Why are you sitting on the ground? Get up, quickly!"

"I just tripped," Lydia said, using the maid's arm for support as she stood. The hatred faded from her expression, replaced by a hint of fear. "I hope the baby is okay..." "What should we do? Should I tell Mrs. Charlotte Aniston?"

The maid had been assigned to take care of Lydia by Charlotte, and she knew all too well that if anything happened to the baby, she'd be the first to face the consequences. Lydia shook her head. "No, go to the pharmacy and get me some miscarriage prevention pills. A little should do the trick."

"But I don't know what those are..."

The maid wasn't very educated; she could barely read. But her diligence and attention to detail had earned her this responsibility. Chapter 353 An Idea

She swiftly scribbled a note with her left hand.

She was careful to disguise her handwriting. "Go ahead, the doctor prescribed these when I was in the hospital."

The maid nodded eagerly, stuffing the note into her pocket. before hurrying off.

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Meryl woke up to find the room empty.

As she remembered how Chandler had carried her to this room in front of the Aniston family earlier, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

She thought, "How can I possibly face anyone now?"

too much at lunch,

but still pinned

just shaved that morning was already starting to prick her skin, making

been massaging her waist,

let

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their little house; it was bustling with people, and

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around the garden, bored and eavesdropping on them. Meryl pleaded in Chandler's

folks might know, but they won't say a word. The younger ones will just think we're

on her ear, teasing her until she felt utterly powerless to

their passionate encounter, Meryl noticed that Chandler's shirt

"What a gentlemanly rogue

slipped her hand into his

to retaliate, and what was supposed to be a peaceful nap turned into an exhausting

time it was over, Meryl felt utterly drained, her back sore

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finally woke up again, two hours had slipped by, and Chandler was nowhere

realizing she had dozed off for

and throat lozenges are on the nightstand. If your throat hurts, suck on one and drink some warm water.] Meryl cradled her face in her hands, blushing furiously, wishing

took a sip of water from her glass, the temperature just right, and sent a

international business. I'll be soon. Just stay put

couldn't help

back

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