Chapter: 815

Attempting to rise from the bed, she was halted by Theodore.

Startled, she spun around, gripping his wrist. A contrived smile pulled at her lips as she asked, “What are you doing? Aren’t you happy?”

Theodore continued his silent vigil, prompting panic to flare within her.

Tear-filled eyes met his as she clung to his hands, her voice quivering. “You’re going to be a father. Aren’t you excited?”

Looking at the person in front of him, Theodore’s face was a whirlwind of emotions that were quickly suppressed.

Seeing his calm, indifferent expression, despair took a stronger hold on Ariana. “How did you find out? Did you look into Mitchel’s medical records?” she asked, her voice wavering.

resolve. He hardened his expression, his lips pressing into a tight line.

lone tear slid down her flushed cheek. She clung to his

on her face. In a husky voice, all he could muster was, “We can’t keep

echoed in the room. She wrenched her hand away from

hand, his mouth opening, yet

stared at him, her eyes pleading. “Please, don’t abort our

handle whatever comes our way. Please, don’t abort

clung to her hand, wrestling with his thoughts. Ariana’s pleas seemed to bring Marley’s shrill voice to his ears. She declared that the children would become a madman like him,

surge of despair. Struggling to ignore the voice in

the children. They’re not developing well. This could cause severe harm to your health. If

expression solidified his

gaze distant. Her eyes welled with tears as she pushed his hand away. “Huh? You want to abort our children?!” she spat out,

interjected, “I am the

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