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Chapter 307 She’s Pregnant

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Lily didn’t want to waste another second with him. She turned and quickly headed in the opposite direction.

But John blocked her again, gripping her wrist tightly.

“Answer me. Are you pregnant?”

The red in his eyes deepened like a tide of blood, surging with fury. It was like hell itself had swallowed all the light in the world.

He stepped closer, trying to snatch the report Lily was hiding behind her back.

Of course she didn’t want him to see it. She yanked her arm back with all her strength, pulling away from him.

“John, you’re no one to me now. My life is none of your business.

Get out of my way. Now.”

John knew this was the OB–GYN wing. Women coming here didn’t have to be pregnant–it could’ve been for anything.

But he’d caught a glimpse of the word “pregnancy” on the paper in her hand.

After the New Year, I’d told Wayne to dig into what was going on between Lily and James.

A few days ago, Wayne had reported back. James had already filed for divorce. The cooling–off period had passed. He just hadn’t returned to the country yet, so the final papers weren’t signed.

But the divorce? It was basically a done deal.

Knowing that James didn’t care about Lily had given John a sliver of hope–maybe even redemption. He’d convinced himself Lily only threw away what was under the silk tree out of anger.

James didn’t want her anymore. What else could she do?

Once their divorce was finalized, she’d come back to me.

she would never

she couldn’t bring

blurred

I had to know.

test. That she isn’t

harder this time.

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him like

tried to pull away again, but this

Not

her. She almost shouted for

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a hallway full of pregnant women. If she screamed

out her phone and

John…”

even finished dialing when a voice rang out–cheerful, breathless, almost

You’re going to be

what did you just

was like getting struck by lightning. John’s pupils blew wide, his mind completely blank. His grip on

daze, he muttered again, “Who… who’s going to be

Year’s Eve–my drunkenly sleeping with Elsa–had already been the biggest regret of

hadn’t come to terms with

nausea and wanted

body was too far gone, that

clearly

she was carrying my

had–having children with Lily–was

with my

prayed it was his ears playing tricks on

hope

bright smile, “John, I’m three