NovelEnglish| was stunned. This news was hard forto even comprehend.
After recovering from the shock, | asked, “Do you know... who the father is?”
Edward's expression could have reduced a child to tears. It maderealize how insensitive my question had
been. “T... I didn’t mean to
The words had just slipped out!
More than one person could have abused Edith. She wouldn't know who the father was-unless the child was old
enough for a paternity test.
But who would want to keep a baby born of such brutality?
That child would be a permanent reminder of her nightmare, a symbol of pain that would haunt her for the rest
of her lif
Edith had really trapped herself in this situation. Even if she had an abortion, the trauma would remain, now
embodied in a pregnancy that would linger for months. It would hurt more than any punishment the law or the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtprisons could impose.
She must have regretted what she did that night. And she must truly hatenow.
Edward glared at me. He blamedfor it all. If not for my resolve and hardened heart, | might have started to
feel guilty for real.
“I sympathize with what she’s going through, Edward, but she’s the one who started all of this. If it weren't for
my luck, I'd be the one suffering now.”
“You could have just poured the drink away! Why did you plot against her?!” he asked, his voice sharp.
Alarm bells rang in my mind. He'd becso scheming that he was asking loaded questions just to frme.
How could he? | had saved his life. I'd been his partner for six years!
“Don’t even try to frme, Edward. Take your complaints to the court instead. | sympathize with your sister's
plight, but I didn’t cause this. You can’t guilt-trip me.”
| turned away and left.
Jean, coughing, opened the door for me.
| set down the groceries and looked at my best friend, who had returned to her spot on the couch.
“Are you feeling better? Did you get an injection?”
She shook her head.
“Water. Warm water,” she croaked.
| poured her a glass. She drank it and sighed. “I hate getting sick.”
“Why don’t you go home? At least someone could look after you.”
“1 did, briefly. Yesterday. My mom wouldn’t stop nagging me! Drink this, drink that! Eat this! Eat that! God, | got
sick of it!”
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Chapter 306
“Count your blessings, Jeannie. Speople wish they were you.”
| couldn’t remember what it was like to be loved by a mother.
Jean shota knowing look. “Where's your Kenway boy? Hasn't he cback yet? How cyou're here?”
“He cback. Metin the lobby of my office.”
“You didn’t hang out with him after that?!” she asked.
“Am | the kind of person who forgets about their friend after they've got a partner?!”
Jean grinned.
After learning that she hadn’t had dinner, | went to her kitchen to make something simple,
Jean leaned against the doorframe, wrapped in a blanket. “So... Edith’s case is the day after tomorrow, right?”
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