Chapter 889
Evadne was at a loss for words, staring blankly as the realization hit her. Jason, that rascal, what was he thinking
acting so recklessly on purpose?
"Nydia, how did you find out?" Evadne finally managed to ask.
"After that night, I just haven't been feeling right, constantly tired and sluggish. | thought | was just run-down
from not resting enough, so I didn't think much of it.
But recently, | started feeling nauseous in the mornings, and that's when | knew something was off. Two nights
ago, | sneaked out to buy a pregnancy test, and | took it yesterday morning."
Although it should have been wonderful news, Evadne was filled with a sense of dread and guilt.
She had been so preoccupied with taking care of Marilla, doing everything she could to help, and Jason had been
spinning like a top with his workload. They had both overlooked Nydia, who was paler, pushing herself to keep
going.
Nydia was so young, barely prepared for the pressures of motherhood.
Her precious sister, living every day in anxiety, stress, and fear-just thinking about it broke Evadne's heart.
"Nydia. I'm so sorry, | should have noticed sooner. It's all my fault!"
Evadne embraced Nydia, her heart trembling. "You only found out yesterday. Jason and Myra don't know yet, do
they?"
"I'm scared."
Nydia's slender shoulders shook as she sobbed, "We're not even engaged, and I'm pregnant with his child. I'm
afraid of how mom and dad will react, how they'll treat Jason."
"My dear, you're worrying over nothing! You're carrying the Ashbourne family's first grandchild. Emeric will be
over the moon, why would he be upset? Dad's been ill, and this news might just lift his spirits and help with his
recovery!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Really?" Nydia sniffled, her nose turning red.
"Really."
Tears welled in Evadne's eyes as she gently touched Nydia's belly. "I'm so happy for you. You and the baby both
need to be healthy and safe. This child will be a blessing for us all."
A child, the symbol of their love, a lively and lovely addition to their lives. A chance to fill a void that had long
been present.
Elvis stepped away from the festive chaos, seeking solace on a quiet balcony, his demeanor shaded with
melancholy as he lit a cigarette.
An outsider by nature, he rarely let the world's joys and sorrows touch him.
Yet tonight, witnessing Jareth and Marilla, newlyweds blessed by family and friends, stirred something deep
within him, reigniting thoughts of Elsie.
The dim light cast shadows over his handsfeatures as he leaned back against the railing, dangerously tilting
as if he might fall, lost in reckless thought.
Elvis took out his phone, his throat tight. Finally, he couldn't resist anymore and dialed Elsie's number.
Knowing she was closely monitored, he had avoided contacting her since their last, fiery encounter. Fearless in
all but this, fearing for the safety of the woman he loved.
The agony of his concern was a constant torment, making every moment unbearable.
His number was encrypted, a precaution of his spy craft, ensuring even if Elsie's phone was tapped, their
connection would remain secret.
But he was greeted only by silence-the call went straight to voicemail.
Hope extinguished, Elvis retreated from the balcony, only to encounter a scene that halted him in his tracks.
At the end of the corridor, Stella leaned against the wall, a drunken mess, her expensive dress stained with wine,
her hair a tangled mess around her flushed face, resembling a disheveled kitten.
Before her stood Bennett, imposing and composed, watching over her with a fondness that was unmistakable.
Eventually, when Stella could no longer resist the pull of sleep, Bennett scooped her up in his arms and carried
her inside.
After what seemed like an eternity, Bennett emerged, closing the door gently behind him.
"Bennett."
A voice emerged from the shadows, causing Bennett to startle and lock eyes with Elvis, whose gaze was sharp
and penetrating.
"When did you get here?" Bennett's voice was uneasy.
"Right when you went in."
Elvis fixed his brother with a deep, meaningful look. "Bennett, what exactly were you doing in there with the
princess for so long?"
Bennett's breath hitched, his cheeks flushing in the dim light, a perfect disguise for his nervousness.
"I was just helping her clean up and get to bed. | didn't touch her."
"Bennett, the very paragon of virtue. If it were me, faced with such a tempting
morsel, | doubt I'd have your restraint." Elvis's smirk was barely visible through the smoke.
Bennett clenched his fists, unseen in the dark. "She's just a girl, and a royal at that. | couldn't."
"I wish you had," Elvis said darkly.
Bennett's voice was rough with emotion. "What do you mean by that?"
"If you hadn't, it would prove you truly cared for her."
Elvis flicked ash from his cigarette, his eyes sharp. "Bennett, any woman but her. It's not just dad who opposes
this. | do too."
Bennett heaved a heavy sigh, his gaze tangled as he stared at Elvis's stern, frosty visage. "All these years, I've
been out there, crisscrossing between hand Helgen, collaborating with the Helgen government and the
royal family on scovert operations. I've never stopped, never ceased digging into Mom's past. You guys
might be content living in the dark, but not me. | need clarity, which is why I've spent the last three years
chasing down every lead about Mom."
At Bennett's words, it felt like a dull knife was twisting in his heart:
"Did you find something?!"
"I can't be certain yet, and it's confidential. Maintaining secrecy is part of the job when you're a professional spy."
Elvis rose slowly from the couch, his steps heavy, his expression darkening as he approached, "But there is one
thing | can tell you.
The Helgen royal family is the reason Mom ended up in a foreign land. The royals have a deep-seated feud with
Mom. You can't possibly consider making ties with our enemy, can you?"
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