Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl hesitated at the hospital entrance. The baby in her belly seemed to sense its fate and suddenly twitched. She couldn't help but chuckle. The baby was barely a month old, not even fully formed. It was just her imagination.

"There you are, Pearl," a familiar voice came from behind.

Pearl turned to see Hugo. This guy wouldn't give up!

Hugo saw the papers in her hand, and his expression softened. "Are you here for an abortion?"

"It's none of your business," Pearl said, trying to avoid his gaze on her belly.

"Pearl, you should have listened to me and gotten rid of this baby... but it's not too late today. I'll get the best doctor for you, so you don't have to worry about it..." Hugo said, his expression disturbingly obsessive.

disgust. "I don't

leave it to

she turned to leave, she encountered someone

feeling. Perhaps it was guilt, or maybe it was helplessness. Nonetheless, she involuntarily moved

breath and tentatively asked, "What are you

be the one asking you that." Richard's voice was icy, devoid of

everything?" Pearl forced a bitter smile. "Have you

the matter? Are you planning to hide something from me and

her, the father of her child, as a surge of panic overtook her. Richard glanced in the direction Hugo had left, his expression turning angry. "You couldn't find the right moment to tell me, but you had the opportunity to tell him, huh? When did you two

Richard cut her off. "There's no need

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