Oliver's brow furrowed, his dark eyes emanating a cold light. The oppressive aura around him was so heavy that Lillian almost thought he was about to do something drastic. Then, to her relief, he turned and left the room. As she let out a sigh, her lips curled into a mocking sneer.Serena stood outside the door, her fingers twisted together in nervous anticipation. Oliver's voice had sounded irate, as though something significant had been interrupted. This realization sent a shiver of unease through her. When she had identified herself and yet he took so long to open the door, her anxiety deepened. What was taking so long? What was he doing in there?Her mind a tumult, the door finally opened. Serena's head snapped up, and she scrutinized Oliver carefully. He was still wearing the clothes he had on when he went upstairs, his coat unremoved but slightly wrinkled. She quickly assured herself that wrinkles didn't signify anything.Then, as she lifted her gaze and noticed a small cut on O
At his inquiry, Lillian glanced at him with an uninterested air. "What's it to you?"Silence followed her retort."Just a few minutes and you're prying. Worried I'd bully her?" Lillian teased, her voice tinged with mockery.Oliver's frown deepened, his displeasure evident. "That's not what I meant.""Then what? Do I need to report every bit of girl talk to you?"Oliver realized that Lillian's patience with him had run thin, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor. Outside of the necessary pretense before Grandma Qin, she treated him like a stranger. This shift grated on him, especially since they used to get along so seamlessly.With no response from him, Lillian simply gathered her clothes and went to freshen up. Afterward, she retreated to bed, acting as if Oliver didn't exist.Ignored, Oliver went through his nightly routine with a scowl, lying down to rest with the same expression. Though they shared a bed, a bolster pillow laid
Who would have anticipated that due to Lillian's nausea, the household would be thrown into utter chaos?Lillian leaned weakly against Oliver, her mind still somewhat adrift.Meanwhile, Serena, who had tagged along, suddenly had a thought and suggested, “Oliver, the hospital is quite far now. Why don’t we take her to that clinic my friend recommended last time? I suspect Lillian might have eaten something disagreeable.”Although Serena seemed to be calmly making a suggestion, inside, she was in complete turmoil.If Oliver took her to the hospital at this moment, they were bound to uncover the truth.If a checkup was indeed necessary, it would be better to go to a clinic where her friend worked; if something unexpected came up, she still had a chance to rectify the situation.Reflecting on this, Serena suddenly remembered how Lillian had refused to go to the hospital when she had a fever on the road some time ago.Back then, Serena thought Lillian was just acting up and playing the vic
"Indeed, Grandma," Lillian chimed in, filling the silence to avoid arousing suspicion. "Ever since I was little, I've disliked fish. I tried it once thinking it was something exquisite, but ended up vomiting severely. So today, when I smelled it, the memories just flooded back."At her words, the pensive look on Grandma Qin's face faded.A childhood incident of vomiting after eating fish? Growing up with such a shadow seemed plausible.Yet, she remained concerned. "Are you really alright? Maybe you should have a check-up at the hospital, just in case.""There's no need, Grandma. I'm fine now, see? Do I look like I'm still unwell?"Grandma Qin scrutinized her for a few moments, noting her restored color.She did seem fine, which relieved her, prompting her to pinch Lillian's soft cheek. "You cheeky girl, why didn't you say earlier that you don't eat fish?""Um," Lillian whimpered cutely, "You enjoy it so much, Grandma. I thought maybe I wouldn't react the same way as when I was little
After seeing Grandma Qin comfortably settled in, Serena looked at Lillian and said, “Thank you.”Throughout the day, she had been seizing every chance to ingratiate herself with Grandma Qin. Lillian had the opportunity and the means to intervene, but she didn't.“I misjudged you before. I thought you were not a person of your word. Sorry.”With Grandma Qin’s sudden collapse and the surgery postponed, Serena had been skeptical. Her first thought upon hearing the news was one of disbelief. Why would a perfectly healthy person suddenly faint? She darkly suspected that Lillian might have confided in the old lady about her pregnancy and Serena's involvement, and the old lady had conspired with her to delay the surgery.That was her initial thought.Serena knew she tended to think the worst of people, a trait known only to herself. But at present, it seemed Grandma Qin was oblivious to it all.And Lillian hadn’t stopped her from getting close to Grandma Qin and playing the good Samaritan. H
Oliver?What was he doing here???Lillian nearly let out a scream.Wasn't he supposed to be handling work? Why was he here in the study, and so silently at that? She hadn’t heard a peep when she came in.Had she just… mentioned the baby?And Oliver had come in at that very moment. Had he caught that critical word? Or...Lillian's face turned as pale as snow, her heart racing as she looked at Oliver, lips pressed tightly in a feigned calmness.Oliver hadn’t expected her to be in the study either.Seeing her ghost-like expression, his brows knit together slightly. She’d been jumpy lately, as if she was hiding something from him.He pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze falling upon Lillian's pale face."Who were you talking to just now?"Lillian faltered.Did his question mean Oliver hadn’t clearly heard what she was saying?But she couldn’t be sure. What if he had heard and was now probing her?With this thought, Lillian regained some composure and whispered, "Why are y
Lillian's words tumbled out incessantly, each phrase spoken so assertively that Oliver found himself at a loss for counterarguments.He had witnessed Lillian's verbal prowess firsthand. Initially, when he took her for business negotiations, her inexperienced nerves were evident due to her young age. But as her experience grew, so did her confidence, and she began commanding the room with ease, her logic and reasoning sharp and clear.Just like now, she was deploying the same tactics against him.And Oliver found himself speechlessly outmaneuvered.Serena indeed had visited, and she had worn Lillian’s clothes.Seeing him speechless, Lillian's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What’s the matter? Lost for words? Oliver, imagine if I brought another man home and let him wear your clothes."Oliver was dumbfounded.Just hearing Lillian voice the idea was intolerable to him, let alone...With him at a loss for words, Lillian seized the moment to push past him, notebook in hand, and leave.O
Uncle Yan's words held significant weight.Lillian felt a sudden self-consciousness. Could he have deduced something from her change in eating habits?Uncle Yan, noticing Lillian's bewildered expression and her hands nervously rubbing together, smiled earnestly."Madam, since you've suddenly changed your tastes, I thought I’d make some adjustments based on your preferences. Is there any problem?"A sudden change in tastes...Such a statement might raise suspicions if overheard by others.Lillian pursed her lips, looking serious, and spoke softly, "Uncle Yan, where have I drastically changed my tastes? I just had a few extra treats this morning."Uncle Yan looked confounded, scratching the back of his head. He actually agreed with her. She had only had a few more sweets than usual, so why did he think her tastes had changed?At that realization, Uncle Yan felt a touch embarrassed, "Sorry, madam. Perhaps I overthought it."Lillian arched an eyebrow, "It’s alright, Uncle Yan. You're just