Chapter 386 Underestimating Vera

Emily didn't catch Vera's expression and just smiled, nodding. "Yes."

A bit later, a nurse approached Emily. "Hey, your family member went to move the car. He asked me to tell you to meet him at the parking lot after your check-up." Vera wanted to ask more, but Emily was in a rush. "I gotta go. Let's chat next time."

Vera smiled and nodded. "Sure, see you."

As Emily got into the elevator, Vera sighed. "People are so unpredictable."

She then looked for Shawn and Patrick, who were chatting in the hallway. She hurried over, almost running. "Big news, you guys won't believe this!"

Shawn looked unimpressed. "What news? You look like you know some huge secret."

What Vera said next left them both stunned.

"Emily's pregnant, and the baby isn't the bodyguard's or anyone else's—it's Dennis'!"

It was like a bombshell.

Shawn's face went blank.

Vera arrived for her revenge, mimicking Shawn's earlier disdainful tone. "Look at Shawn, so naive. We just talked about the father of the child, and it left Shawn completely stunned. Bet you didn't see that coming." Shawn and Patrick exchanged shocked glances, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Vera, feigning innocence, tilted her head from side to side, clueless about their silent exchange.

were you and Shawn communicating

did you find out?

I wouldn't just ask directly. Emily would definitely be too

the check-ups. She must have thought I didn't know her, so she let her guard down. She said it was her husband's driver who was with her."I couldn't ask

genuinely surprised; he

quick check-up and consultation, not a

leaving. As they drove away, Vera kept patting Patrick's shoulder, reminding him to drive slowly. "Honey, slow down, I'm looking for

"The shop's

a sandwich shop?"

"I know you too

of the sandwich earlier showed she really craved

already eleven, and the shop

on. He didn't let

too, but kept quiet.

in the car, scrolling through songs on

grumbled, "Can't we just talk?

shrugged. "Music

"Annoying."

like Shawn, of his generation, would probably only appreciate classic songs. Even though he was open to contemporary trends-games, snacks, and the like-his aesthetic tastes, shaped by decades of tradition, were

song from Shawn's era on her

and nodded. "This one's good. Savannah loved this song." He drifted into memories. "I spent a month's salary on a phonograph for her. She'd play this song every day, and I'd dance

the car, hearing the old song and knowing Vera

awkward

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