After much effort, Shannon finally discovered Lucas' whereabouts. He had taken Chelsey to the hospital. Shannon wasted no time in heading over to the hospital once she learned of that. After learning which ward Chelsey was admitted to, she headed straight to it. She wanted to see just what was going on between Lucas and Chelsey. Shannon was about to open the door to the ward when she heard voices inside. She froze and held her breath as she tried to listen in on the conversation. Inside the ward, Sandra was seated on the edge of the bed."Lucas is gone. I saw him take the elevator just now." "Okay," said Chelsey. She was still in bed. A soft smile played on her lips. "He doesn't know that the child is his, right?" Chelsey shook her head. "He doesn't, and I'm not planning on telling him about it." Sandra nodded to agree with her. "That's right! Don't tell him. He doesn't deserve to be a father. He said he wanted to start all over again with you, but now, he's tangled
"Are you sure she isn't saying this just to piss you off?" Jasmine asked. "No. She was talking to her friend. I heard them," Shannon said. "She didn't know that I was listening in on their conversation outside." She then briefed Jasmine on what happened at the hospital. Jasmine was shocked to the core after hearing the entire thing. "Many wealthy families here in Jenton found themselves in hot water because of their illegitimate children. We can't allow Lucas to have any illegitimate children at all," Jasmine said.She gripped Shannon's hands tightly before adding, "We have to get rid of that baby." "But Mom, I don't know what to do…" Shannon felt helpless. "Don't panic. I'll help you find a way," Jasmine assured her. "We need to be discreet so that no one would suspect that it's our doing." Jasmine was a ruthless woman. Throughout the 30 years of their marriage, Mr. White, also known as Jacob White, had some illegitimate children in the past too. However, Jasmine
Lucas suddenly felt as though he was nothing but a joke. He made the journey to the hospital to give her the books, yet she didn't even glance at them and told him to throw them away. Timothy looked at Lucas.With much sincerity, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Yates, for bringing Chels to the hospital. It was careless. I will never let her stay at home alone in the future." The corners of Lucas' mouth twitched upon hearing Timothy's apology. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Take good care of her. It's not an easy feat for a woman to give birth." With that, he turned and left the ward. When he walked past a trash can, he felt like dumping the books into it. But when his hands hovered over the can, he hesitated and left the hospital with them. When he got into his car, he leaned against the seat, tossed the books onto the passenger's seat, and shut his eyes. Chelsey's face appeared in his mind. She was a little plumper now. Her cheeks were slightly puffed even, but her eyes wer
Timothy sat on a Gilvana-styled lounge chair and positioned his arms in his lap."Your place is cool," he commented. Lucas poured him a glass of wine. "Thanks," said Timothy.He took the glass and cleared his throat before taking a sip and pursing his lips to savor the drink. Lucas then sat in front of him. Out of the blue, he asked, "Has Chelsey considered what to name the baby?""Nope." Timothy smiled. "She'll think about it when she's free. There are still a few months before the baby is born, so there's no rush." "I see."It was strange that Lucas' mind wouldn't stop coming up with names although the baby had nothing to do with him. There were lots of names buzzing around his mind lately. There were names for both boys and girls.After a moment of silence, Timothy said, "Sell your house to me. You can name the price!" Lucas' expression shifted instantly. "No." "Lucas, you aren't playing nice. You living next door puts a lot of pressure on Chels," Timothy sa
Albert wanted to share everything with Chelsey. It made her embarrassed at how kind he was toward her. "Mr. Johnson, you should keep them for yourself. I have lots at home!" But Albert wasn't taking "no" for an answer. With a grave expression, he said, "Chels, we're not strangers. Herbs are for women. They do nothing for me. They say that pregnant women have to take more supplements for their health. So, you should take them. They're good for you and the baby." "Well then, it'd be impolite of me to decline." Chelsey gave in, knowing that Albert wouldn't stop pestering her about it if she refused. "Thanks, Mr. Johnson." Albert would always think of Chelsey whenever he found anything good. Likewise, she always remembered to stash some for him whenever she came across something as well. Albert was passionate about oil paintings and anything related to them, so Chelsey brought him lots of gifts that were to his liking. Later, Albert retrieved some strawberries he picked h
Although Chelsey disliked it when there were strangers in her house, she needed someone to be around her if she needed help as she grew even bigger as time passed. After giving it some thought, she agreed to the suggestion. "Okay then. Do you have someone in mind? It should be someone dependable."Timothy said, "There's a housekeeper at my friend's house who's pretty good at her job. She's worked for him for several years already."He continued, "He's going to immigrate soon, but she hasn't completed all the procedures to move abroad with him. So, she's staying for a couple of months, and she can take care of you during that time." "Sounds good to me," said Chelsey. Timothy's friend wanted to bring the housekeeper along with him. It said a lot about how good she was at the job. Besides, she'd be able to earn income while she waited here in the country. It was like killing two birds with a stone. "It's settled then! I'll ask her to come over tomorrow," Timothy responded."
Timothy made sure that a nurse was there to accompany Martha before heading to Chelsey's house. He intended to take the leftover food to the hospital to run some tests against them for heavy metal poisoning. Chelsey looked at him worriedly as she asked, "Tim, how could Mrs. Quinn be poisoned? Was it because she used poor skincare products? Why don't you take some of her skincare products with you to the hospital?""Okay," Timothy said, thinking that her suggestion was reasonable. He headed to Martha's room and took all of the skincare products that she used. When he left the room, he noticed the bowl of brewed herbs on the coffee table and stared at it for some time. A moment later, he asked Chelsey, "Did you have any of this?" "No," Chelsey said after glancing at the bowl. "I was too busy."It seemed as though someone had finished half of the bowl. A spoon that was supposedly placed inside the bowl was spotted on the ground. Chelsey hastily added, "Mrs. Quinn was on th
The herbs contained a small amount of mercury. The substance wasn't uncommon, but it was detrimental to one's health. Mercury would evaporate easily at room temperature, yet it was preserved in the herbs somehow. Timothy had the men get rid of all the herbs properly so as not to harm other people. Usually, Timothy was all smiles. Now that he wore a grave expression, Chelsey found it hard to get used to. He seemed rather eerie now. Gingerly, she asked, "Tim, did you find something?" "I found the person who gave Mr. Johnson those herbs," Timothy told her. "But that person would never hurt him." Chelsey was curious now. She wondered about the reason for his certainty of that person's intentions.She asked, "Who was it?" Timothy briefly fell silent before he spat the name of the person he hated the most. "It was Lucas." "Huh? It was him?" Even Chelsey herself thought that Lucas would never hurt Albert.After all, the two of them had nothing against each other. "Mr.