Hearing the call, Calla stepped out of the house and into the courtyard."Grandma, I'm here!" Pierre happily called out as he handed the bags he was carrying to Penny.Winona glanced at Calla, who had just walked out of the house, and remarked with a teasing smile, "I've been living here for so many years, and I've never seen you visit this often. Looks like I'm benefiting from someone's company now."Calla's face turned red at Winona's playful comment.Pierre, however, hugged Winona's shoulders and coaxed her. "Grandma, I'm not too busy these days. The few cases I was handling have all wrapped up, and honestly, I'm a bit exhausted. "I've been running at full throttle for years, but recently I've been handing off cases to the lawyers who work under me. I'm not going to push myself so hard anymore. I'll be able to visit you more often!""That's more like it. Come on, join me for yoga. There's an old man who's always trying to challenge me; I need to show him who's boss!" Winona's
Seeing the mysterious look in Pierre's eyes, Calla couldn't help but ask, "What is it?""It's about your old nemesis." Pierre's smile widened."Peggy?" Calla raised a curious eyebrow.Pierre nodded in response. "Zayden finally broke up with her after he found out about her past.""Weren't they supposed to get married because of the baby? What about the child?" Calla frowned.Though Calla had suspected that the truth about Peggy would eventually be revealed, she knew that Peggy was pregnant and that the Yule family would have an opinion about the unborn child."There's no baby—the pregnancy was fake," Pierre replied."Fake?" Calla was beyond shocked. She thought for a moment and then asked, "How could it be fake? We ran into them at the hospital that day, didn't we? Peggy was there for a check-up. Could a doctor have conspired with her to fake the reports?"Calla knew Peggy was capable of underhanded tricks, but to involve a doctor in such a scheme seemed far-fetched. Even setti
Glancing at Pierre, Calla knew he was intentionally holding back. She casually remarked, "If you really want to talk, I'm open to listening."When Pierre heard this, he kicked the ground, and the rocking chair abruptly stopped. He sat up quickly, grinning at Calla. "I knew you wanted to hear it!""Then stop beating around the bush," Calla snapped, giving him an annoyed look.Pierre then enthusiastically began to describe the situation. "Peggy went through a lot of trouble to snag Zayden. With the prize so close, she wasn't about to let it go easily. "She tried every trick in the book to corner Zayden—crying, kneeling, threatening to hang herself, cutting her wrists—the works. She made Zayden feel like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.""I don't doubt that's something she'd do." Calla nodded. Peggy was definitely capable of those things. She likely learned all these tactics from Jill, who was rumored to have used the same methods on Rudy back in the day. No wonder Caro
As Calla looked up again, she saw Pierre coming back into the courtyard with even more bags. He was heading straight toward her bedroom. Seeing this, Calla quickly went to open the door for him.Pierre was wearing a gray casual down jacket. As soon as he stepped inside, a cool breeze followed him in."Look what I brought you!" Pierre announced excitedly. He placed the bags on the couch."What is it?" Calla curiously walked over.When she glanced down at the bags, she was taken aback. They were filled with things like baby bottles, infant pillows, diapers, baby capes, and more. Pierre had brought with him baby essentials, and the collection was extensive.Seeing these items stirred something deep within Calla. She reached out and picked up a baby bottle, carefully examining it, while her emotions churned like a turbulent sea.She had thought about preparing these things herself, but since she was only seven months pregnant, she believed there was still time. She had planned to ask
Winona touched Calla's belly and asked kindly, "How long until your due date?""About a month," Calla replied.Looking down at her belly, Calla smiled happily. This little one inside her was very active, especially at night. The baby wouldn't go to sleep without kicking her a few times.Hearing this, Winona nodded, then turned and walked to the wardrobe. She opened it and pulled out a large bag of clothes.Calla watched in surprise as Winona placed the bag on the bed. Winona then sat on the edge of the bed and slowly began to unwrap it.Calla's eyes lit up when she saw the colorful cartoon fabric inside the bag. The bright colors and familiar cartoon characters were designs that children loved."This is..." Calla slowly walked over.Winona looked up and smiled. "My eyes aren't what they used to be, but I spent a few nights making these small quilts. They may not be as perfect as the ones I made when I was younger, but I hope they'll do."Calla was overwhelmed with gratitude. Sh
The black car appeared out of nowhere so suddenly that Calla's heart was racing like crazy.When she saw that the black car was a Bentley, her legs went weak. Mercer's car was also a Bentley, identical to this one. Although she couldn't see the license plate, she had a strong feeling that this was Mercer's car.This area was nothing if not remote and desolate. Forget Bentleys, even regular cars were rarely seen here. He must have found her.The next moment, the rear door opened, and a tall man in a long black coat stepped out. He was like a glacier amid a summer meadow, his coldness seeping into the air as he strode forward.Seeing Mercer, Calla's mind went blank, and she could almost hear the sound of her racing heartbeats. His gaze was unusually complex, and he looked haggard with stubble on his jaw.Calla had no time to think. She instinctively turned to run away. She was about to give birth and couldn't let herself fall into his hands. She didn't know exactly what he wanted,
Calla's resistance melted away when she heard Mercer's warning. After all, she was now over eight months pregnant, and she couldn't risk any harm coming to her baby.Seeing that Calla had stopped moving, Mercer instructed Simon in front, "Drive!"At Mercer's command, Simon started the engine, and the car turned around. They headed back in the direction they had originally come from.The journey was smooth and quick. Calla looked out the window and knew they were heading back to Riverford.Then, she withdrew her gaze, thinking to herself, "What kind of game is Mercer playing? What does he want?"With Mercer's influence, he could have found her long ago if he wanted to. It wouldn't have taken him this long.So, during these past few months, did he avoid coming to find her? But why was he here now? And why did he abduct her? What did he want to do? Calla simply couldn't figure it out.Ultimately, Calla concluded that he must be after her baby, so she questioned him, "Mercer, look m
Mercer turned to face Calla, a look of resignation and complicated emotions in his eyes. Noticing her anxiety, he forced a faint smile. "I want you to deliver the child right now."Calla was shocked by his words."What did you just say? You want me to have the baby now? How is that possible? I'm only 33 weeks along. The baby would be premature and might not survive!" Calla couldn't help but shout at Mercer.Mercer's expression turned cold when Calla protested. He turned away, staring at the hospital ahead. "You're having this baby today, no matter what!"Realizing his determination, Calla knew he wasn't joking. She also knew that resisting him might be useless. As she touched her belly, her heart pounded at an alarming rate.No! She couldn't have the baby today. She thought of her first child and was determined not to let history repeat itself with another premature birth.In the blink of an eye, Calla dropped to her knees with a heavy thud on the car floor.Calla's action cause
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