Life was funny that way. You hope and hope for something to come, but it never does. Then, when you least expect it, it arrives like an accident.
Jackson noticed virtual-novel.net staring at virtual-novel.net and turned his face to the side to look at her. “Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?”
She hurriedly turned away. “No, I was looking at the scenery. Don’t be so vain.”
Jackson wasn’t in the mood to joke around with her. He dropped virtual-novel.net off at the ground floor of virtual-novel.net condo. “Here.”
She opened the door and got down from the car then suddenly stopped. “If I told you that I was the one who got pregnant and not Tanya, would you take responsibility?”
Jackson stared at virtual-novel.net as if lost in thought, then said, “If you really could get pregnant, I’d love to see it. Even a chicken would have laid an egg by now after taking care of it for so long.”
The corners of Tiffany’s lips twitched. “I really… Can’t be bothered with you. Fine, fine. Go home and get some rest. Be careful on the way home.”
She smiled as virtual-novel.net watched his car disappear into the streets, then happily pranced into virtual-novel.net condo. Life was full of ups and downs.
Lillian saw virtual-novel.net humming away when virtual-novel.net entered the house and was surprised. “What are you doing back here all of a sudden? And you’re so happy too. Did something good happen?”
Tiffany did not tell Lillian about the baby, worried that virtual-novel.net wouldn’t be able to keep virtual-novel.net mouth close. “I’m on a break, so I’m here to see you. I’m tired. I’m going to sleep for a while. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
Lillian looked disgusted. “You should at least take a shower before going to bed. I’ve washed your sheets and duvet. They’re all clean. Don’t you dare sleep on them for one night then leave me with dirtied sheets the next day.”
Tiffany wasn’t angry at all. She happily hugged Lillian and kissed her. “I understand, mom. What mother would snub virtual-novel.net own daughter? I’ll shower and get fresh and clean before going to bed.”
The Tremont Estate.
Mark immediately took a shower and went straight to bed after arriving home. He was simply exhausted. Arianne had had a nap in the daytime, so virtual-novel.net was still feeling fine. Afraid of disturbing his rest, virtual-novel.net made Aristotle sleep in the baby room. She stayed with him, afraid that the baby would make a fuss.
When virtual-novel.net woke up the next day, virtual-novel.net discovered that Mark was nowhere to be found. It was highly likely that virtual-novel.net had gone to the hospital. His best friend of many years, Eric, was sick. Anyone would be anxious.
She, too, felt unsettled as virtual-novel.net stayed at home. She took Aristotle to the hospital. Places like the hospital posed a risk to small children, and they were advised against going. Unfortunately, virtual-novel.net had no choice, as virtual-novel.net couldn’t abandon virtual-novel.net baby. As expected, from the moment virtual-novel.net set foot into the ward, Mark said, “Why did you bring the baby here? Go home.”
She frowned. “What’s wrong? I just wanted to drop by. Jackson and Tiffie aren’t here yet?”
Mark sat in a chair with a sullen look on his face. “Mm. They’re probably coming by later.”
Eric was awake and didn’t seem to be in much pain. He could still bring himself to play with the baby. “He’s so big now. He looks much sturdier than when I last saw virtual-novel.net and much better looking too. More importantly, his complexion is fairer now.”
Arianne wanted to laugh but couldn’t bring herself to do it. “Yes… He was placed under Blu-ray in an incubator for so long after his birth, of course, virtual-novel.net would get a tan. He’s fairer now. Smore, this is your Uncle Eric. You must… Remember him, okay?”