Chapter 3

Rosalynn couldn’t sleep all night and then took two day off.

First thing in the morning, she went to the hospital for another checkup. It was confirmed that she was eight weeks pregnant.-

She racked her brain, vaguely remembering that two months ago, on Wayne’s birthday, at the beginning, there was indeed a brief risky behavior.

Just that one time. One time only…

“Young lady, you’re not the type to get pregnant easily, so it’s best to keep this child,” the doctor said gently, seeing Rosalynn come alone and looking haggard.

Not easy to get pregnant, but it happened just this once? Should she consider herself lucky or unlucky?

Rosalynn feeling bitter in her heart.

“I’ll think about it carefully,” Rosalynn said as she left the hospital.

Rosalynn stood in the chilly autumn wind for a while, contemplating her next move. Eventually, she decided to purchase a ticket to return home. Boarding the plane, she felt a mix of emotions as she embarked on her journey.

The plane landed in L City, and Rosalynn disembarked, carrying with her a bouquet of roses and another bouquet of purple daisies. She hailed a car and directed the driver towards Hillside Memorial Park. As they approached the cemetery, a light drizzle began to fall, adding to the somber atmosphere.

Noticing Rosalynn’s arrival, the caretaker, who had been observing from a distance, hurried over with an umbrella to shield her from the rain.

“Ms. Tesdal, it’s not even the day. Why are you here?”

“Just came to take a look,” Rosalynn replied politely.

After exchanging pleasantries.

She left the caretaker with a bottle of wine. Holding an umbrella, she walked towards the cemetery alone.

The caretaker holding the wine, watched her slender figure and sighed with pity.

“What’s up? Is she your relative?” A cleaning lady nearby asked.

The caretaker shook his head and sighed again: “She’s a poor soul. When she was just a kid, she sent her mom here. In her teens, she sent her grandpa here, and half a year ago… she sent her grandma here. That day grandma was buried, she knelt down and didn’t eat or drink for a whole day.”

Rosalynn found the tombstones easily.

Her grandpa and grandma were buried together, with mm next to them.

and grandma; grandpa used to buy a rose for grandma

because there’s something I need to

“I’m pregnant.”

keep this child.”

you’ve all gone… I have no relatives left in this

took a deep breath, as if she had made a huge decision: “The doctor said it’s hard for me to get pregnant, so I’ve

a moment and laughed, “If you are in heaven, please bless her to be born healthy

Bane Corporation President’s office was

resignation had spread the day before, leaving everyone aware

among the staff, the morning brought the arrival of the new secretary, who

charge of the arrangements, assigned her to

Ashley Walley, also

the company.

Walley and Secretary

in the company held different opinions about the relationship between the president

resigned and someone so similar to her came, it’s even more diverse, and the

overseas project department early in

the meeting was over,

as he returned to the President’s office, Ashley came over

Tesdal’s place, is she

frowned, looking at Dylon: “Where

came to enjoy

matters,” Dylon quickly said, “It’s my fault, I

hurry that she couldn’t tell Wayne, must be serious, right?” Ashley looked

subconsciously moved away from her a little bit: “If she’s not here, you can go back first, and come over when she

emotional state, she swiftly departed

she cast a fleeting glance at the secretary’s office, her expression transforming instantly as she tightly

had to be Rosalynn, deliberately attempting

she just wanted to show her some

you wait!

were the one who provoked me first, and

you have a golf game with Mr. Mullen from Peak Construction…” As usual,

eye, Wayne’s visage appeared

a sip of the freshly brewed coffee, but instead of finding solace, his expression grew even more

to come back

these useless people in

Dylon immediately took

and

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