Chapter 9
 
There was no sign of two gestational sacs during the last checkup.

 

 

Avery could not believe that there were two babies inside of her a short week later.

She held the ultrasound scan in her hands as she sat in a quiet daze on one of the benches in the hospital corridor.

The doctor told her that the probability of being pregnant with twins was extremely low.

If she had an abortion now, she might never be able to have twins again.

Avery chuckled bitterly. All of this was the work of the Fosters’ private doctors.

When they had implanted the fertilized eggs into her, they had not mentioned that she was going to have twins.

Perhaps in their eyes, she was nothing but a birthing tool for the Fosters from the beginning.

When she began to bleed the week before, she thought that her period had arrived. When the Fosters’ doctors found out, they thought that the procedure had failed. When Elliot said that he would divorce her after he had woken up, the doctors had never seen her again.

The decision to give birth or not was now solely on her shoulders.

Avery’s phone rang in her bag. She had been in the hospital for over an hour.

She pulled out her phone, stood up, and walked toward the hospital’s exit.

 

“Avery, your father’s dying! Come home right away!”

 

Her mother’s hoarse voice came from the other side of the line.

 

Avery was stunned.

 

Dad was dying? How could this be?

 

She knew that her father had been hospitalized after his company got in trouble. He could not even attend her wedding.

 

She did not know that his condition was this serious. Avery’s mind was a mess.

 

She did not have a good relationship with her father. She could never forgive him for having an affair.

 

However, her heart stung painfully upon suddenly hearing the news of his serious illness.

 

……

 

The living room of the Tate house was a chaotic mess when Avery arrived.

 

Laura took her straight to the master bedroom.

 

Jack Tate was lying on the bed. His breathing was shallow and his eyes were barely open. When he saw Avery, he raised his arm in her direction.

 

“Dad, why didn’t you go to the hospital if you’re this sick?” Avery said as she held her father’s cold hand. Tears welled up in her eyes.

 

“That’s easy for you to say! Where would we get the money to take your father to the hospital?” Wanda snapped frostily.

 

Avery’s head shot up as she said, “Didn’t you get a large sum of money from the Fosters? Why didn’t you use that to help Dad?”

 

that money to pay off the debts! Do you know how much money your father’s company owes? Don’t look at me like I ate your money up, Avery!

 

cruel words, Wanda

 

not leave

 

day, Jack was still her father. He had always loved her, and she did not want to lose her

 

want to get you treated, but the family really doesn’t

 

a deaf ear to

 

as he said, “Avery… My darling girl… I’ve failed you… I’ve failed your mother… I’ll make it up to both of you

 

hand holding hers suddenly

 

cry tore through

 

throbbed in

 

world underwent an earth-shattering

 

married and pregnant, and her father was

 

just a child herself, but

 

day of the funeral was a gloomy and

 

funeral, not since the

 

service, Wanda went to a hotel with the

 

a flock of

 

the only ones

 

moods were as dark as the gray

 

hate Dad, Mom?” Avery asked as she stared at her father’s gravestone

 

gaze and said in a dull voice, “I do. Even if he’s dead, I will never

 

Avery did not understand.

 

are you crying?”

 

isn’t just a matter of

 

Avery dragged her worn out body back to Elliot’s

 

day of Jack’s death to the end

 

did not return to the mansion

 

Foster family

 

tell anyone in the Foster house

 

colder than ice and frostier

 

the courtyard, she noticed the mansion’s lights were lit,

 

was dressed to the nines and chatting away merrily

 

in her

 

Cooper noticed her and rushed

 

stark contrast to the liveliness of the living room, but

 

Mrs. Cooper said as she held Avery’s arm and pulled her into

 

fair calves peeping out from underneath the hem. On her feet were a pair

 

chilly, which was different

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