Rift in the perfect picture

Chapter 0194

Pregnant? Could I be carry

Nicholas’s child?

I did not know what the point of our marriage still was, or why! should bear his child. But in my near–unconscious state, my arm instinctively retreated under the blanket.

Yasmine seemed to understand something. She whispered in my ear, “Ariana, we’re just cooling you down physically.”

Only after she said this could she successfully pull out my arm. My palm and forearm were wiped down with alcohol to cool my fever.

In my dreams, I felt uneasy. Having a child was a lifelong

responsibility. I felt afraid and panicked and had no idea what the future held.

I felt no sense of security because the child’s father had already exhausted all the love I had for him, but a child was a blessing. They were unrelated to Nicholas and a gift from heaven to me.

Since I was unconscious for two days, the doctor had been giving me treatments to protect the child. Yasmine sat beside me as the doctor rambled on about precautions.

My mind was not very clear as I had just woken up. I could not quite process what the doctor was saying. It took a while before I could confirm one thing in my mind–I really seemed to be carrying Nicholas’s child.

Calculating the timing, it must have happened during our trip abroad.

My voice was hoarse and unpleasant. I sounded as if I hadn’t spoken in my life. My heart was anxious as I asked, “Doctor, I took birth control pills for a long time before getting pregnant. Will that affect

the baby?”

“Art, you’re finally awake!” Yasmine noticed me. She turned around as tears fell down her face. She eagerly grasped my hand. “You scared me to death. You slept for so long.”

She had always been strong. I could not even remember the last time I saw her cry. Before I could comfort her, the doctor interrupted

US

“Rest for a day. We’ll do a full body check–up tomorrow morning.”

Moving my stiff body, I placed a hand on my flat tummy. There was a child here. What should I do?

Just when Nicholas thought I could not conceive and wanted to try IVF with another woman, I actually got pregnant. If I told him about this, how would he react?

It would probably be more interesting than colorful fireworks! But ! quickly abandoned the thought.

After a moment of silence, I held Yasmine’s hand and said, “Don’t tell Nicholas. No matter what!”

Yasmine’s voice nearly broke through the ceiling, “You’re planning to hide it and have the baby?”

“I haven’t decided yet. Let me think about it some more.”

I responded casually as my gaze became distant. Now that I would be faced with a huge change in life, instead of joy, I was just confused about the unknown path ahead.

The doctor frowned while eyeing me appraisingly. “You’re married, right? You’re weak now, and the pregnancy is unstable. If you need to stay in the hospital, it’s best to ask your family to come over!”

“I am married.” I smiled faintly. “But might be divorcing soon.”

The doctor’s gaze instantly turned sympathetic and pitiful. “Alright then. Just having your friend here is fine too.”

While Yasmine went out to help me arrange for a long–term stay, I used my phone to check the latest news online. Only then did I learn that I had recently acquired a new title-“Princess of the Legal Field“.

It started after the internet police deleted my private photos, but some people still secretly posted photos they had downloaded. Yasmine had sent a lawyer’s letter on behalf of Jay Caldwell & Co. to

that internet ID.

Whenever my private photos appeared afterward, a lawyer’s letter would quickly follow. But these were not from Yasmine, but rather from different lawyers in different firms across various cities.

There were some from Radiant City, Flaken City, Shaville, and so on. Netizens wondered if I had some other identities that they had not uncovered because I seemed to have great influence in the legal circle.

I found the gossip about myself amusing. I did not have any other identities. Those people were all just my college classmates.

I popped into our class group chat. They did not ask about the recent turmoil. They only told me that if I needed anything, they would be there to help.

Our class monitor’s statement was the most impressive. “If 30 men can’t protect you two, we might as well all get castrated!”

While it was heartwarming, I also had a question. I was just an ordinary person. Why was the public interest in me not fading?

Chapter 0194

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In today’s fast–paced society, even if a celebrity had a scandal, the buzz would die down in a few days. As I pondered thi