NovelEnglishChapter 162 "Tiffany," Vincent said. "You'll face a lot of decisions in life, but I only hope you won't make yourself regret any of them." Tears filled Tiffany's eyes. She placed a hand on the glass and looked at the little lives in the nursery. It was almost as if she could see her baby among them.
To tell the truth, she'd looked forward to meeting her baby. She'd seriously considered having it.
But there were too many uncertainties in life. The more she thought about them, the more afraid she became. She'd eventually lost the courage to have the baby.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Tiffany..." Vincent stepped closer to her. He wanted to hug her but stopped himself. Instead, he clenched his fists.
Tiffany took a few deep breaths before turning to look at him. "Thanks, Mr. Lewis." His actions were like a rope that had stopped her from jumping off a cliff. Deep inside, she didn't want to abort the baby. From the moment the doctor had scheduled the surgery, she'd fallen into endless despair and self- blame. She was much too responsible to do something like that. She truly would've regretted her decision if she'd gone through with the abortion.
Vincent relaxed a little when he saw her seeing sense. "I apologize for the things I said and did last night. Please know that I truly regret it if those things led to you making this decision." Tiffany shook her head. "Don't say that. I'd probably already be in the surgery theater if not for you. I would've wallowed in regret after the surgery." Vincent gave her a conflicted look. The fact that William was the father of her child bothered him deeply.
He would've been glad to see her abort it. That way, she would no longer have anything to do with William and wouldn't return to his side in the future.
But he'd dropped everything to rush to the hospital upon learning that she wanted to have an abortion. Why? It was a question he didn't have the answer to. Perhaps it was just because he didn't want her to have any regrets because he could sense that she wanted to keep the baby. There could also be sother indescribable reasons behind it. Vincent couldn't bring himself to be ruthless at the thought of Tiffany's baby. In fact, his heart ached a little over the whole thing.
Vincent and Alex left after exiting the hospital. For once, Vincent didn't say anything about having Tiffany get into his car.
Alex glanced at her figure in the rearview mirror and asked, "Are we really not going to give Tiffany a ride, Mr. Lewis?" Vincent looked out the window. "No." He coughed.
"Are you sick, sir?" He coughed again. "It's just a cold. I'm fine." "Are we heading to the company now?" Vincent fell silent. Then, he said, "No, takehome." "Yes, sir." Alex drove back to Vincent's home. As soon as Vincent entered the house, he smelled the aroma of home-cooked food. It wasn't the sas usual-today's food smelled more homely.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mr. Lewis." Kelly approached him. "I was just about to call you to let you know lunch is almost ready." He glanced at the kitchen. "Have we gotten a new nutritionist?" "Yeah." Kelly looked a little aggrieved. "Mrs. Lewis Senior wasn't interested in any of the nutritionists I hired She insisted on getting one who isn't even qualified." "Unqualified? Where did you find her?" Anna's diet and lifestyle were things Vincent cared deeply about. He didn't care how much it took to get a good nutritionist; what mattered was that they did their job well.
That was why Kelly had spent huge sums hiring nutritionists from m abroad, road Unfortunately, it had backfired on her and helped Teresa instead.
As they spoke, Teresa cout of the kitchen with an apron on Vincent saw her which made her feel a little awkward. "Mr. Lewis." "You're the new nutritionist?" Vincent was surprised. He hadn't expected Teresa to be Anna's new nutritionist.
"Lunch is ready. I'll go get Mrs. Lewis Senior." Teresa nodded at them before heading upstairs.
When Vincent said nothing else, Kelly said, "I couldn't talk sense into Mrs. Lewis Senior, but maybe you can do it i'm sure she'll listen to you, Mr. Lewis." "Talk sense into her?" Vincent looked indifferent. "We can keep her around since Grandma likes her cooking." Kelly was rendered speechless. Vincent continued, "I'm tired, so I won't join you guys." With that, he headed upstairs to rest.
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