Chapter 30 Pregnancy

The silvery-gray sports car left Maple Garden, the residential area where Yuliana lived. The car maintained a high speed on the road before a screeching sound was heard, and the car stopped at the roadside.

The street light above shone on the man’s deep and distinct profile through the car window. His pale gray eyes stared at the front quietly for a moment before he reached out his hand to touch the cigarette pack in the storage nook next to him. He then lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth before lowering the window. Christopher appeared calm as he leaned back in the chair and smoked. However, his thoughts were not visible on his face.

He suddenly lifted his eyelids when his cigarette was about to burn out. He clicked on the address book on his phone, flipped through it, and dialed a number.

The call was connected. Christopher smiled and said, “Mrs. Ford, it’s me, Christopher.”

“Hey, Chris!” the middle-aged woman on the other side of the phone greeted Christopher with a familiar tone. “Are you looking for Leonard? He’s not at home. He’s probably hanging out with Raymond. Why are you not with them?”

The woman on the other end of the call was Rosalyn Ford, Leonard’s mother.

Christopher replied in a jokingly flippant tone, “Mrs. Ford, don’t call it hanging out. We call it emotional contact nowadays.”

Rosalyn was amused by his words. “Yeah, right. Emotional contact, is it? Whatever. What are you calling me for?”

Christopher said, “Because I miss you!”

“Yeah, right. Like I don’t know you.” Rosalyn then asked again, “Well? Tell me why you’re calling.”

Christopher was silent for a few seconds before saying, “It’s just… A friend of mine seems to be in poor health recently. They are always retching and vomiting. What do you think is the problem?”

Rosalyn asked, “Are they a man or a woman?”

Christopher answered hesitatingly, “A woman…”

“A woman?” Rosalyn was shocked and said, “Chris, did you get someone pregnant?”

Christopher could not help himself from denying

froze immediately after

quickly, and those memories connected before

the memories of Yuliana suddenly asking to meet him, her asking whether he liked children or not, and her retching and

good. Don’t play around willy-nilly. I heard from your mother that you and Annabelle are getting married. If something like that happens at this time, your mother will suffer!” Rosalyn paused and said, “How long has your friend’s condition lasted? If it’s just today, then it may be a cold or a stomach problem.

and hurriedly said, “Okay, Mrs. Ford. I have something else to do, so I will hang up now.

that, he immediately closed the window back up before turning the

stayed in the bathroom for a while after Christopher left before

Originally, she planned to order some takeouts. After hesitating for a while, Yuliana decided

understand why she could not control her

the child’s father after the child

put

small handful of spaghetti into the pot and stirred it with a ladle while deep in thought. She heard a knock on the door when

she simply dumped the tomato puree into the

stunned for a moment when she saw Christopher back at her door. Yuliana opened her mouth, wanting to ask him why he returned to her house. She then saw the deep and searching look in

closed the door without even

at this moment, Christopher stretched out one

popping on her

me enough? Are you back to

did not speak. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his gray eyes suddenly turned darker and more terrifying as he

while, he opened his mouth. His voice was lowered as he asked tautly, “Yuliana, are you

she heard the question. Her gaze turned to Christopher, and her mouth opened

pinched the center of her palm with her fingertips before frowning and

makes you think I’m pregnant? Besides, even if I am, what does that have anything to do

“You vomited

never vomited before?” Yuliana sneered. “You must have, right? So, are you pregnant?” Christopher frowned and said, “Why did you ask me to meet you the other

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