Zoey realized she had unintentionally let it slip, but it was too late to take it back. Thus, she could only lower her head and remain silent.Growing anxious, Calla stepped forward and yanked Zoey to her feet. "If you're not going to tell me, I'm going to ask Harlan."With that, Calla angrily turned and was about to go find Harlan. Seeing this, Zoey quickly grabbed Calla's wrist. "Cal, the baby is his."Calla was stunned and stomped her foot in anger. "I was wrong about Harlan. I thought he was a gentleman, but he's a hypocrite. Is he behaving in a manner befitting of a teacher? How could he get his student pregnant? He has no integrity!"Suddenly, Calla's entire perception of Harlan crumbled. She never imagined that Harlan would do such a thing. "Cal, it's all my fault. Don't blame him!" Zoey was still defending Harlan. Calla couldn't help but ask, "It's not his fault, is it? Should we blame a young girl like you instead? Did you hold a knife to his throat and make him do i
The next moment, Calla decisively grabbed Zoey's wrist. "You can have the baby, but the father must first agree. Let's meet with Harlan!" As soon as she heard about Calla's intention to seek Harlan out, Zoey refused. "No! I don't want to go." Zoey wrenched her hand free and retreated to a corner. "Cal, I'm begging you. I can't face him!" Zoey pleaded. Calla gave Zoey a cold look and snapped, "Fine. If you don't go, then I'll go to the university and find Harlan myself. I'll let all the teachers and students know that Harlan, a professor, got a student pregnant. Let's see how he can continue working in the university after that."After saying this, Calla turned to leave. This tactic worked. Zoey loved Harlan too much to let Calla do anything that might harm him. The next moment, she called out to Calla, "Cal, I'll go with you!" With her back to Zoey, the corner of Calla's lips curved into a smirk, and she turned to pull Zoey out. As they left the bedroom, Carol was already st
Having listened to Calla's words, Harlan frowned and clasped his hands together. He lowered his head and thought for a while before looking up at Calla and Zoey."That will depend on Zoey. First, if Zoey wants to keep the baby, I'm willing to take responsibility. Second, if Zoey wants to terminate the pregnancy, I'm willing to cover all medical expenses. "I'll also take care of any dietary costs. And if you require compensation for emotional distress, I'll do what I can. As long as it's within my means, I'm willing to bear it." Harlan said solemnly."I don't want your money!" Zoey shook her head firmly as soon as Harlan finished speaking.Glancing at Zoey, Calla knew that talking about money was insulting to Zoey. She wouldn't give up the baby regardless. Zoey's gaze at Harlan told her everything she needed to know: Zoey was already hopelessly in love.As such, Calla turned to face Harlan. "My sister is already over four months pregnant. The doctor said that if she had an abortio
"Okay." Zoey nodded, then suddenly hugged Calla. Zoey's embrace was so tight that Calla was taken aback. "What's this about?" Calla asked, affectionately patting Zoey's back. Zoey started to choke up as she said, "Cal, thank you! I don't know what I would have done without you." Seeing Zoey's tear-streaked face, Calla's heart ached. With a smile, she reached out to wipe away Zoey's tears with her thumb."Silly girl, I'm your sister. Of course I'll stand up for you. But what you did was wrong, and there's no use talking about it anymore. From now on, make the most of your life and find your own happiness." Zoey nodded tearfully."Let's go, Mom's waiting for us." The sisters exchanged smiles and then ran home hand in hand. …The next morning, as expected, Harlan came to pick Zoey up and formally met Carol. Calla hid in her room the whole time, avoiding him because she always felt that Harlan looked at her in a complicated way. Two hours later, Zoey and Harlan returned wi
Early the next morning, Calla and Alicia set out to find jobs together. Though she wasn't in the mood, Calla knew she couldn't live off her savings forever. Life had to go on. By noon, Calla and Alicia were too exhausted to search anymore. They sat on a streetside bench after ordering a hot drink to go.Despite it being the dead of winter, the midday sun was warm, casting a cozy glow over them. The steaming hot drinks in their hands drove away the lingering chill.Clutching her drink, Alicia pouted and complained, "They say jobs are hard to find these days, but I didn't realize it was this hard. We've been running around all day and only a few small companies are hiring."Calla took a sip of her drink and said, "I heard the economy is doing poorly right now. Big companies are laying people off. As a result, only small companies with high turnover rates are hiring.""So what do we do? Do we have to work for a small company?" Alicia asked anxiously.Calla gave a slight smile and r
Calla knew Alicia was just standing up for her. She reached out to pull Alicia back onto the bench. Although her heart was now in tatters, she still managed to force a slight smile."They can get married in whatever manner they want. It's none of our business," Calla said in a casual tone, but only she knew how much it hurt her.Alicia was still fuming and cursed outright, "Calla, those two scumbags are going to get what's coming for them. Mark my words, they'll be divorced in no time!""Alright." Calla tugged Alicia's arm, gesturing for her to sit down.Alicia glanced around and noticed that many people were indeed staring at her. Blushing slightly, she quickly sat down.However, the crowd openly discussed the matter. "The wedding photo on the screen is so beautiful. Is it an advertisement?" a girl exclaimed, pointing at the giant TV screen. The girl walking beside her laughed and corrected, "That's a real wedding photo. I heard that the CEO of Atlas Enterprises in Riverford
After Alicia left, Calla sat on the bench for a while, her gaze occasionally landing on the giant TV screen. Perhaps the ad slot was short, so the screen was now showing different commercials. Mercer and Sophie's wedding photo never appeared again. It wasn't until Calla's feet went numb that she slowly stood up. Lost in thought, she strolled down the street in her black coat. Her phone had been ringing for quite some time before Calla finally noticed.She took out her phone and saw it was Natasha, so she nonchalantly answered."Calla, am I disturbing you?" Natasha's voice was full of excitement.Calla mustered her energy and replied, "No, I'm not doing anything at all right now.""Calla, I got promoted!" Natasha shared the good news.Hearing this, Calla was taken aback for a moment. She then said, "Congratulations, I suppose you're taking over Faith's position.""Yes. I thought Mr. Garland would hire another finance manager. But yesterday he suddenly called me to his office and
Calla didn't expect to run into Faith on the street. Even though Faith had a bad attitude as always, Calla wasn't in the mood for an argument."Watch your mouth. I don't have time to argue with you," Calla said, ready to leave.Faith had been looking for Calla. Now that she had coincidentally run into her, she wasn't going to let her go so easily. She stepped forward and blocked Calla's path."What do you want?" Calla stared coldly at Faith."What do I want? I have something to ask you!" Faith retorted arrogantly.Calla didn't even want to look at Faith's face. "I have nothing to say to you," she replied icily."Nothing to say? That's easy for you to say. You think I have no idea, do you? I was forced to leave Brightway because of you, wasn't I? Did you rat me out to Pierre?" Faith questioned harshly.Calla sneered, her gaze piercing Faith. "I think you'll find that the problem lies with you."What do you mean?" Faith asked, a bit confused.Calla responded coldly, "You've been
Seeing Pierre's expression, Calla realized that a few words wouldn't dispel his suspicions. She reached into her bag, unzipped it, and pulled out the knife.Pierre's eyes widened as he noticed the gleaming knife Calla was pulling out of her bag. He furrowed his brows in concern. "What are you—"Calla explained, "Mercer told me that Casper is my son, that he wasn't stillborn as I was told. I didn't believe him at first, but I was afraid he might be telling the truth, so I went to his house to see him."But I was afraid he might have ulterior motives toward me. As a woman, I'm naturally no match for him. In a moment of desperation, I had to grab this knife from the kitchen for protection. If he dared to do anything to me, I wouldn't have hesitated to use it on him."Her expression was intense, reflecting her genuine fear and resolve.Pierre looked deeply at Calla, then gently touched her cheek. He took the knife from her hand and placed it on a nearby table.Calla then rushed into
Suddenly feeling Mercer's hand on her shoulder, Calla instinctively recoiled. She swatted away his hand and shouted, "Don't touch me, Mercer!"The harm he had caused her was too profound. Even though she now understood his desperate reasons, she still felt immense aversion toward him."Fine, I won't touch you." Mercer retracted his hands and left them suspended in the air."Don't think you can use Casper to threaten me, Mercer. I will never be manipulated by you!" Calla shouted at him.Mercer's expression turned pained at her words. He took a step back, and his eyes filled with profound anguish. "Do you really see me as someone who would use my own son as a bargaining chip?""Yes," Calla replied sternly.Mercer's body swayed slightly, then he turned away in dejection. "If that's the case, then you should leave."Seeing his forlorn figure, Calla felt a pang of sadness, but she couldn't bring herself to trust him again. She turned and walked out of the house.She stumbled out of
At this moment, Mercer clenched his fists. Even with his resolute nature, his eyes seemed misty."This is where I feel most sorry toward you and Clover. Clover is my daughter too. Of course, I wanted her to come into this world healthy. But I couldn't let Casper disappear from this world either."His condition worsened so severely at that time. I was afraid he wouldn't make it to your due date, so I had to take drastic measures..." Mercer struck his fist hard against the wall.Seeing the despondent and remorseful Mercer before her, Calla felt a twinge of compassion, but she still couldn't accept all his explanations.Glancing at the reports in front of her, Calla placed her hand on her cheek. She could feel her fingers trembling.Suddenly, she looked up and asked, "You kept searching for me in Greendale to get me pregnant so you could use the baby's umbilical cord blood to save Casper?"From the timeline Mercer had explained, Casper's condition must have been severe by then.Cal
Mercer smiled bitterly. "I knew that you wouldn't believe me, so I prepared a copy of Casper's medical reports. You can take a look." He pulled out several thick envelopes and set them on the coffee table. Calla frowned upon seeing those envelopes which were all an inch thick. She opened one of them and flipped through the documents inside, frowning as she read. The envelope held reports of Casper's hospitalization in both the city and state hospitals, spanning two years, starting from when Casper was a year old. They were records of Casper's illness and his recovery process.Calla couldn't help thinking about his adorable, chubby face, and she felt her heart clench. She wondered how Casper had managed to triumph over his illness after two years. She couldn't even fathom how painful and difficult the process must have been.Suddenly, Calla noticed something in Casper's surgery reports—a note about how a newborn baby's umbilical cord blood was miraculously compatible with Casper.
"My heart is already in pieces because of you. So what if I hit, cursed, or even stabbed you now? What's the point of doing all that? I beg this of you, Mercer, please let me live my life quietly and stop bothering me!"Stop making up all these ridiculous justifications too. I'm tired—exhausted! I don't want to deal with you anymore," Calla sobbed, tears running down her face.She knew that she shouldn't have cried in front of him. It wasn't just a sign of her weakness, it might also fuel his assumption that she still cared for him. However, she couldn't control it. Whenever she thought of the suffering she'd gone through in the past couple of years, tears ran uncontrollably down her face."I want nothing more than for you to let me tell you the truth in its entirety. I want you and Casper to not miss out on the chance to reconnect as mother and son. "I promise that I'll respect your choice once I'm done telling you everything, and I won't bother you again in the future!" Mercer l
Calla's eyes widened as she remembered everything that had happened in the past. She stumbled over her words as she said, "B-But we were going to get married after we were back on good terms with each other, and I'd already met Casper at that point. Why didn't you tell me about him back then?"Mercer looked at Calla meaningfully. "Do you remember when I told you, on the day we were about to get our marriage certificate, that I had a big surprise for you?"Calla thought about it, then nodded. He had indeed said that he'd prepared a big gift for her. Could the gift have been Casper?Facing Calla's doubtful look, Mercer nodded. "Yes. I wanted to tell you after we received our marriage certificates, but I didn't expect something else to happen on that day."Calla sneered. "'Something else' is a nice way of putting it. You didn't go to get the marriage certificates done with me, because you chose to hold a press conference with Sophie instead, announcing your marriage with her."When
Mercer's face fell. He sat on an armchair before asking Calla, "Do you dislike me that much? Are you not even willing to stay by my side for one minute?""I don't dislike you—I hate you. Also, one minute is too long—I can't even bear to stay by your side for one second!" Calla replied without hesitation.As memories—filled with love and resentment alike—flashed in Calla's mind, she felt an intense hatred for Mercer. If not for Casper, she would never have stepped inside this place again, much less take a seat across Mercer to have a conversation.Calla's words hurt Mercer. He sat there for a while with his head lowered before lighting up a cigarette and taking a long drag.Calla couldn't help coughing when the acrid smell of smoke entered her nose. Realizing that he'd made her cough, Mercer quickly stubbed the cigarette in his ashtray. Calla didn't want to waste any more time with him. She asked impatiently, "Why did you have me come here? Who is the woman you had Casper with?"
Calla finished getting ready, slung her bag over her shoulder, and walked over to Clover. She gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then turned to Fiona. "Fiona, I'm going out to meet a friend.""Okay," Fiona replied with a smile, then continued feeding Clover some water.Calla left the apartment and was about to press the elevator button when Pierre emerged from the opposite door."Hey, aren't you supposed to be off work today? Where are you going this early?" Pierre asked, noticing Calla was heading out."Oh, I'm meeting Alicia. She's going back to work tomorrow, so we're hanging out later," Calla replied hastily, avoiding eye contact with Pierre. She had never been good at lying."She's going to be your bridesmaid. It's only right to express our gratitude," Pierre said with a smile, walking into the elevator with Calla."Where are you meeting her? I can give you a ride," Pierre offered."We're meeting at the department store. It's not on your way, so you should get going. I'
Calla was initially certain that Mercer's goal was to use Casper to ruin her marriage with Pierre.But as the night wore on, Calla's doubts grew. She couldn't shake the feeling that maybe—just maybe—Mercer was telling the truth. Perhaps Casper was indeed her child, the one she had given birth to all those years ago.She couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. What if her child had not died? What if he was still alive and well?As the first light of dawn crept into the room, Calla made a decision. She would go see Mercer, no matter what his motives were. She had to get to the bottom of it.Calla gazed at Clover, who was still fast asleep. She gently stroked her daughter's cheek. "Clover, don't you think it would be wonderful to have an older brother to share your toys and adventures with?Clover's chubby face didn't move. Calla's eyes lingered on her for a moment before she spoke again. "I have to get to the bottom of this no matter what the outcome is. I have to find out if Casp