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Chapter 152:
“Get out! All of you, get out now!”
Ronald protected his wife, his sneer cutting through the tension.
“Is this your party, or does it belong to the Harpers? Who are you to order us around? If you're so confident, have
Caiden disown us!”
Katrina closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the chaos.
Joyce reappeared from the restroom, looking worse for wear. She felt dizzy, and her elegant dress was ruined,
damp and clinging awkwardly. Her hair was unkempt, adding to her disheveled appearance.
“Mom, where's Alexander?”
By then, the room had emptied, the relatives having departed in a wave of moral outrage. Katrina, left with the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtaftermath, slammed her hand on the table in frustration.
All her meticulous arrangements had cto nothing.
Observing Joyce's changed appearance and considering her recent nausea, Caiden suggested, “She’s gained
sweight, and her stomach’s upset. We should probably take her to the hospital for a checkup.”
Caiden’s naivety was almost legendary. While everyone else understood the underlying tension, he alone took
Katrina's word at face value, believing Joyce had merely eaten something disagreeable.
On the drive home, Caiden sat upfront, the picture of oblivious contentment. Katrina, meanwhile, was a storm of
thought in the back seat, her mind whirling with plans.
Once home, while Caiden retired upstairs, Katrina detained Joyce in the living room, fixing her with an intense,
scrutinizing stare. Slowly, emphasizing each word, she demanded, “Are you pregnant?”
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Joyce pursed her lips and gave a silent nod.
Katrina briefly closed her eyes, letting out a long, slow breath.
Joyce clutched her mother’s hand, her voice shaky.
“Mom, the doctor said if | go through with the abortion, | may never be able to have children again.”
Katrina paused, taking a moment to think over her words.
“After tonight, the Bennett family will be watching your every move.
You'll have to find someone else to marry,” Katrina said, fixing Joyce with a firm look.
Joyce's eyes grew wide with confusion.
“What? Who would | marry?” Her mind flickered back to that night at the bar—everything was a blur through the
haze of alcohol.
Nothing had been clear to her in that fog of drunkenness.
The only thing she could remember was waking up the next morning, catching a glimpse of someone slipping out
the door. She vaguely recalled a mole on the back of his neck, but everything else was a blur.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Alexander's off the table,” Katrina muttered under her breath.
“You need someone stable, someone reliable. In all of Olisvine, Cedric is your best bet.”
Joyce hesitated, biting her lip nervously.
“But would he even say yes? He barely even talks to me.”
The weight of her situation was sinking in. Pregnant, unmarried, and no clue who the father was—if people found
out, she'd becthe subject of ridicule.
Katrina looked at her daughter's panicked, bewildered expression and let out a deep, resigned sigh.
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