She appeared with a blushing face when the bathroom door opened. He looked at her pink rosy cheeks. He resisted the urge to pick her up and walk toward the big bed. "What's the result?" Sigrid pursed her lips. She glanced at him with a little embarrassment. "Well..." "What do you mean by that?" His seductive Adam's apple moved up and down. Was it exactly like what he thought? "It means...it means I'm pregnant..." Her face was completely red. Sigrid felt like she was going to melt under George's gaze. "How many did you use?" It couldn't just be a coincidence, could it? Sigrid answered in a small voice, "I used up the entire box..." There could be an error if she used just one kit to test. However, it was impossible for an entire box to go wrong. George stretched out his arm around her and said, "Be careful. Have a seat on the bed and get some rest." Sigrid felt like she was a national treasure at this moment. George was probably afraid th
Only then, Sigrid realized that when George wanted to bully her, it was not so easy for her to escape. The next morning, Sigrid washed up quickly after waking up and hurried to the hospital. After completing all the tests that had to be done on an empty stomach, she had her breakfast. Then she continued with the remaining tests. She spent the entire morning doing tests. After having her lunch, she got her test results. She had, in fact, already been pregnant at the time of her fall. However, though she'd previously been tested for this, it wasn't detected. Her body was in a good condition now, though she was a little weak because of the major blood loss. As long as she followed a balanced diet, it wouldn't affect the baby too much. Sigrid breathed a sigh of relief after she went through the doctor's advice. She still decided to give birth to the child, even though she had no feelings for George at this moment. It was her own child, after all. She'd l
In the eyes of this group of self-righteous people, this was considered plastic surgery. Sigrid took a screenshot and sent it to Rachel. Sigrid sent the picture. "Didn't you just add highlights and contours to your makeup? Then they claimed you underwent plastic surgery! This group of experts is impressive. Are there any traces of plastic surgery on your face like they said? How could they tell through the photos?" Rachel was dumbfounded. "What the hell is this? Where did you see this?" "I saw it on your Facebook. Don't you know about this?" Rachel replied, "I manage my own Facebook account. I usually keep an eye on it for sometime after I post something. Maybe someone commented a long time after the post was uploaded. I will check it out." Rachel posted a post on her Facebook about half an hour later. Rachel posted, "I did not undergo plastic surgery or fine-tuning. Thanks, but no thanks, experts. All I did was apply some makeup and edit
There was something special about the loose powder that Rachel bought. It was waterproof and only absorbed sebum. She took a glass of water and poured the loose powder into it. Then she pushed it down with her finger. Following that, the loose powder on her fingers was still dry. As she went down further and removed her finger, it was still dry. Even the loose powder that was floating on the surface of the water did not dissolve as it came into contact with the water beneath. Rachel said proudly, "Isn't this loose powder amazing? Those with dry or oily skin should definitely use this!" Following that, she mentioned the brand of the loose powder, then started with her eye make-up. As an inexperienced beauty guru, she taught a simple eye makeup method. She applied eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara on her eyelashes. "Trust me! This makeup technique only works for those who look good! For average-looking people, please do not try!" Rachel saw this
Ever since Sigrid became pregnant, she had been going to bed earlier than usual. She was already fast asleep at this time. Thus it was obvious that she couldn't reply to Rachel's messages. Hence, Rachel could only be worried on her own that night. Then she went to knock on her brother's door to wake them up the next morning at six o'clock. Cyrus frowned distressedly when he noticed the dark circles under her eyes. "You didn't get to sleep well last night, did you?" "I've been worrying all night about whether you two will do anything behind my back. How could I be able to fall asleep?" Rachel pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. Cyrus was silent for two seconds. "Be more confident in yourself." Rachel nodded. However, she was still worried. She felt she need to urge her brother to get married quickly. Since she already had a boyfriend at this moment, there was no reason for her brother to only have a fake girlfriend! Sigrid did not wake up until it was eight
Sigrid raised her head shyly and glanced at George. Then she quickly lowered her head again. In the eyes of outsiders, she looked like she wanted to look at George affectionately, but was too shy to do so. When in actual fact... she just wanted to see George's expression! She wanted to see whether he had any special expression on. However, there wasn't one. George held her tighter and said, "Be careful, we shouldn't be spreading the news around like this while you're still in your first trimester." Sigrid replied, "Okay." She was elated to see the looks on Edward and Rebecca's faces. They looked disgusted, like they'd swallowed flies. She was very happy to see them upset. After all, these two had cheated on her! Rebecca retracted the expression on her face and looked at them with a faint smile, making it seem like she was happy for Sigrid. She pulled Sigrid to sit down on the sofa and started forcefully giving her advice on things to pay attent
Seeing his look of dissatisfaction, Sigrid pulled up her collar so he couldn't continue taking advantage of her. Before she could say even a few words, there was a knock on the door. Rebecca's voice could be heard through the door. "Sigrid, dessert is ready. Do you guys want some?" Sigrid's eyes lit up when she heard that there was dessert. "Yes!" The desserts prepared by the Vincent family's servant tasted good. It was just that Kama and Rebecca didn't allow her to make it often because they wanted to lose weight. Sigrid only had the chance to have some once every few months. However, to someone like Sigrid who didn't gain weight easily, there was no need for her to hold back on delicious food! She wanted to be able to have these desserts every day! Seeing that she was so excited that she wanted to get out of bed to open the door, George stopped her and put on his clothes quickly. He opened the door and saw Rebecca standing outside, a tray in her ha
Sigrid was stunned and she widened her eyes. She obviously did not believe him. She said, "You're lying. I saw you hug her a few times. Or she was the one who grabbed your arm." "Well, we were wearing our own clothes." If that was the case, it seemed that there was indeed no skin contact. "Was she very dirty? Were you not willing to have any skin contact with her even if it was just acting?" Sigrid was curious. "It's not a question of whether she was dirty or not. However, it was a question of whether I liked it or not." George said, "If it's you, then I'm more than happy to have skin contact." Sigrid blushed. She felt that she had been teased by him again. Then she glared at him "fiercely" and retracted her gaze. "I gave my first kiss to you." He reminded her of this. Sigrid was a little embarrassed, and then when she thought of her first kiss, she felt disgusted and nauseated. George's mouth had a fresh scent as compared to Edward's s
"Okay." Grace agreed and said, "I have something else to discuss with you." When he finally heard this sentence, Zaden knew that there must've been something going on. "What's the matter?" As they talked, they went into the lounge. Zaden also specifically told the secretaries that no one was allowed to come in and disturb him before work in the afternoon. These words made the secretaries' eyes turn red. Since he had ordered them to keep everyone out of his office while he was inside with a woman, it was hard to control their imaginations from running wild. "How's your investigation on my surrogacy?" Grace asked. Zaden had thought that Grace's patience was wearing thin, and so she had sought him out for an update on his progress. Feeling a little ashamed, he said, "I'm sorry. There hasn't been any progress so far. You know that information on surrogacy is highly secured. It won't be so easy for my subordinates to investigate it." "It's okay. You
"Stop!" Grace made a gesture and said, "I'm going to the Empire Group. Do you want to go with me?" "Oh?" Gentry was flustered for a moment and then realized that he had almost gotten himself in trouble. He quickly said goodbye. "Sorry, sorry for bothering you. It's my fault!" Grace shook her head helplessly. She went to the kitchen to bring the toiletries she had prepared for Zaden, and set off for the Empire Group. Grace took a cab, as she didn't have the nerve to ask her chauffeurs to give her a ride. This was the first time Grace had taken the initiative to go there. She didn't know whether she was going to meet Zaden or not, but the staff at the front desk had changed since the last time she had went to deliver food and she didn't know when it had happened. Hence, the new staff didn't know her at all. However, when she saw that Grace was dressed up very beautifully and elegantly, she guessed that Grace must be someone important. Naturally, she didn't d
This time, Grace took the initiative. She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Zaden's neck, and took the initiative to plant her pink lips on his. The chaste kisses turned into lingering kisses. Zaden had always restrained himself very much. Every time he met Grace, he always felt that he was on the verge of losing control. "Well, I can't believe that you are so obedient today. Go to sleep. If you kiss me again, I might not remain chaste. You won't have a chance to sleep even if you want to," said Zaden. After going to bed, Grace took the initiative to cradle into Zaden's arms. Just like Dulcie acting like a spoiled child, Grace had also put all of her heart and soul into Zaden, like a spoiled child. The next day, there was still no sign of Zaden at breakfast in the Andrew household. "Oh? Dad's gone again..." Dulcie said regretfully. Douglas found that his sister was upset, thus he comforted her, "It doesn't matter, Dulcie. Daddy need
The silent confrontation was still going on, and Zaden was waiting. When would Moira give in? Moira was also waiting. When would Zaden be gracious enough to let her go? However, perhaps these two people didn't know each other very well. They both had naive expectations that were absolutely wrong and impossible to achieve from the beginning. "It's so cold..." Moira murmured in a low voice. As she spoke, a puff of white vapor immediately appeared in front of her lips. Even though kneeling down like this was not a big deal, Moira had always been pampered and had grown up a spoiled child. She had never suffered this kind of hardship before. Her body could not bear it either. She only felt that her legs were on the verge of losing its strength and becoming numb. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the wind and rain swayed. Flowers in the garden were beaten into a mess by the rain, as so was Moira. Moira's body had reached its limit, and she could not catch h
"Plop—" Moira's kneecaps hit the ground, the sound of it ringing crisp. Grace was dumbfounded. She looked at Moira, who was kneeling in front of her, and could not say anything for a while. As for Zaden, there was not even the slightest expression on his face. "What, what are you doing?" Grace asked. She instinctively stood up from her chair as she took in the scene before her, at a complete loss of what to do. Moira glanced at her. Sometimes, when one's ego was at one's feet, one becomes more able to take humiliation than usual. She replied with indifference, "Why are you so agitated? I'm not kneeling at you. Don't think too much of yourself." Moira looked at Zaden and said, "Zaden, I beg you, please have mercy on the Coulson family. No matter what you demand, as long as I can do it, you can demand it!" Zaden frowned and said, "Kneel further if you want to. You're an eyesore right now." Mercy? For someone like Zaden, mercy had always bee
"No, Mother, if Zaden takes over the Coulson Group, then we..." Moira could not continue speaking. She did not even want to imagine what would happen. "You understand now? I thought a donkey kicked you in the brain!" "That... That won't do. I'll go beg him right now!" Moira shouted. Now that things had come to this, it was obvious that Zaden's target was Moira. Although she was extremely unwilling, she would have to make a stand against him now. No matter what she would have to experience, she had to protect the company. She could not lose everything. She rushed to the Andrew family villa, but Moira was not even allowed through the main entrance. "Let me in!" Moira began making a scene outside. She made such a ruckus that it was difficult for the people inside to ignore her. "Mr. Andrew, Miss Coulson is causing a scene outside, this..." the butler informed Zaden "Let her be," Zaden said expressionlessly. This was not the first
Grace frowned before cutting Moira off. "Moira, there's no use in talking to me like that. I just want to know who it is. Tell me the truth!" "Do you think I'll tell you just because you want to know?" Moira scoffed before retorting, "Who do you think you are?" "Does this mean that you admit you used Mr. Yale's name to deceive me?" Grace quickly latched onto the loophole in Moira's words. "Hah, I didn't say that. You're just making things up." Moira was still as stubborn as a mule. She once again diverted the topic so that she could insult and ridicule Grace. All sorts of vulgarities came through the call, and each minute that passed only pushed a person's limits even further. Grace felt nothing at Moira's words. However, Zaden, who was next to her, did not want to hear any more of it. He was on his last straw, so he grabbed the phone to end the call. "Are you stupid? Just letting her scold you like that?" Zaden asked, his tone sour. "As long a
"Mr. Yale and his wife are quite old, so having children has been difficult for them. In the beginning, they contacted many surrogacy agencies. However, Mr. Yale was extremely cautious when it came to picking a surrogate mother. This caused a lot of trouble to the agencies since the surrogate mothers they suggested never met his standards." "Later, Mr. Yale thought about going abroad to find a surrogate mother. However, right at the critical moment, he suddenly found out that Mrs. Yale was already pregnant!" "The pleasant surprise caused them to give up their search for a surrogate mother. After all, Mrs. Yale wasn't getting any younger and they both went through a lot to get this son, so that's why the Yale family treats him so preciously." As Zaden listened to the report from his subordinate on the other end of the call, his mood grew complicated. The only way he could clear his mind was to focus on the fact that the night wind had blown his body cold. To be h
Mr. Yale's word of thanks was like a knife stabbing into Grace's heart. How could she be worthy of his gratitude? She could not take it anymore and felt like returning to the car to escape the situation. Mr. Yale withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Even he, who was usually slick and smooth, could not find the right words to say at this time. Zaden tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm sorry, she was one of the victims too, so..." "I understand," Mr. Yale said with a nod. "We understand and more than anything else, we thank you, Mr. Andrew. You've worked hard today. We won't take up any more of your time. You should go back early and rest. We will definitely drop by next time to properly thank you." Zaden nodded and turned to get in the car. Dulcie was all worn out from crying too long, so she was curled up in her seat and fast asleep. Zaden asked softly, "What on earth happened before I arrived?" Grace suddenly turned teary-eyed. The tear