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.

buy a rose for grandma every day. Purple daisies were her mom’s favorite flower

this time because there’s something I need to

“I’m pregnant.”

shouldn’t keep

you’ve all gone… I have no relatives left in this world, and this child is my only flesh. and

had made a huge decision: “The doctor said it’s hard for me to get pregnant, so I’ve decided to give birth!”

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

bustling city of H, the atmosphere in Bane Corporation

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

arrival of the new secretary, who would be taking

charge of the arrangements, assigned her to Secretary Tesdal’s former office.

secretary, Miss. Ashley

the company.

Secretary Tesdal

everyone in the company held different opinions about the relationship between the president and Secretary

her came,

with the overseas project

the time the meeting was over, it was already noon.

the President’s office, Ashley came

took Secretary Tesdal’s place, is she

at Dylon: “Where is

came

Silverman, Secretary Tesdal has taken leave due to some family matters,” Dylon quickly said, “It’s my fault, I forgot to tell you this morning as I was busy preparing for

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

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

Ashley perceived Wayne’s emotional state, she swiftly departed

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

be Rosalynn, deliberately attempting to sabotage her

believe Rosalynn really had any emergency; she just wanted to show her

you

were the one who provoked me first, and remember what happened today!

o’clock this afternoon, you have a golf game with Mr. Mullen from Peak Construction…” As usual, Dylon reported Wayne’s schedule.

of his eye, Wayne’s visage appeared profoundly

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

to come

and just ran off, and these useless people in the president’s office couldn’t even make coffee

Dylon immediately took out his phone.

at it and felt even

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