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.

grandpa and grandma; grandpa used to buy a rose

I came back this time because there’s something I need to tell you.”

“I’m pregnant.”

I shouldn’t keep this

have no relatives left in this world, and this child

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 decided

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

the atmosphere in Bane Corporation President’s

of Secretary Tesdal’s resignation had spread the day before, leaving everyone aware that the formidable President

arrival of

assigned her to

the new secretary, Miss. Ashley Walley, also

the company.

Secretary Tesdal

in the company held different opinions about the relationship

came, it’s even more diverse, and the rumors are

to a meeting with the overseas project department early in the morning.

was

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

took Secretary Tesdal’s place, is she

Dylon: “Where

at her, realized she came to enjoy

family matters,” Dylon quickly said, “It’s my fault, I forgot to tell you this morning as I was busy preparing for

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

“If she’s not here, you can go back first, and come over

state,

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

to be Rosalynn, deliberately attempting to sabotage her progress!

emergency; she just wanted to show her some

just you

who provoked me first, and remember what

with

corner of his eye, Wayne’s

sip of the freshly brewed coffee, but instead of finding solace, his

ask her to come back

ran off, and these useless people in the president’s office

immediately took out

it and felt

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