Pregnant After the Divorce

1 Pregnant

Pregnancy: six weeks

When I saw the ultrasound report, I was stunned by the words, only once, how could I be pregnant?

What should I do now?

Will Syliance Pane not divorce me because of my pregnancy? No. Instead, he would think that I was shameless and used the baby to blackmail him.

I stuffed the ultrasound report into my bag and left the hospital.

Outside the hospital building, in the black Maybach, the windows were half open, and from the outside, I could see the man in the driver's seat.

Luxury cars and handsome men, naturally, attract the eyes of many passers-by.

That money, and that face, that was Syliance Pane. For so many years, I have grown used to all these. Ignoring the gazes of passers-by, I got into the car, on the passenger side.

Syliance slightly frowned as he asked: “Done?”

"Yes!" I nodded and handed him the contract signed with the hospital. Today's contract was originally signed by me, but I met Syliance Pane on the way, and for some reason, he offered to drop me off on his way here.

"You will be in charge of the whole case!" Syliance Pane did not even take a glance at the contract, and then started the car.

I nodded. Then we were in silence.

I thought of the ultrasound report, I did not know how to talk to him about it for a while. And Syliance seemed to focus on the driving, his gaze was harsh, as cold as ever.

"Syliance Pane…" I opened my mouth, my palms tugging at my bag were a little damp.

"What?" One cold word, no extra emotion. He has always done this to me, and after a long time, I was relieved, suppressing the apprehension in my heart, taking a breath, I said, "I was...." Pregnant.

I almost said it, but at this time his phone rang, and my words were swallowed back.

"Joyce, what's wrong?" He said with a tenderness, that kind of thing that he had never granted to me.

Syliance Pane's tenderness was only for Joyce Synn.

Not knowing what Joyce Synn said on the phone, Syliance Pane suddenly slammed on the brakes and said soothingly into the phone, "Okay, I'll come over later, wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, he regained his cold stern face and looked at me, "Get out of the car!"

A command that left no room negotiating.

Not for the first time, I nodded, swallowed all my words back into my stomach, opened the door and got out of the car.

The marriage between Syliance Pane and me was an accident, but it had nothing to do with love. Syliance Pane had Joyce Synn in his heart, and my existence was just an obstacle.

Two years ago, Grandpa Pane had a myocardial infarction and forced Syliance Pane to marry me from his hospital bed, Syliance Pane was reluctant, but because of the old man, he married me nonetheless. He was not a man to be forced, and that was why he never liked me.

Sometimes I thought he was indeed, hating me.

When I returned to the villa, it was dark and the large house was empty as hell.

The sound of a car came from the yard.

Syliance Pane is back?

Didn't he go to stay with Joyce Synn?