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.

frowned in disgust. "I don't need your

leave it to

she turned to leave, she encountered

Perhaps it was guilt, or maybe it was helplessness. Nonetheless,

Pearl took a deep breath and tentatively

one asking you that." Richard's voice was

smile. "Have you heard all my conversations

you planning to hide something from me and

tell you," Pearl said, staring intensely at the man before 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

cut her off. "There's no need for

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