A Graduation Gift

Even back home, Ivy was still in a daze. She couldn't even hear Jill, who called her multiple times from the living room.

"Ivy, what happened to you?"

Jill asked as she walked toward the absent-minded-looking Ivy to check on her. She touched her shoulder and realized she was trembling. She instantly figured something was horribly wrong.

"What are you thinking about? Is everything okay? I thought you had fun with Lionel last night. Also, don't you have to work in Miss Ke's studio today?"

Jill suspiciously scanned Ivy's face, trying to make out what was wrong.

"Aunt Jill, I am okay. I have caught a cold, and Miss Ke has given me permission to rest for two days."

Even with her heart crumbling, Ivy managed to force a smile, focusing her eyes on Jill's face.

"Should I call a doctor for you? If you are planning for getting pregnant, please take your medicine cautiously!"

Jill got alerted instantly upon learning Ivy was sick, already worried about her grandson more than she was for her.

"I am fine, and I am not pregnant yet…" Ivy retorted.

Bitterness engulfed her body as she explained herself to Jill. There wasn't a single person in Tang family who truly cared for her. Even Jill, who at least seemed to be close to her on the surface, was only concerned about the baby she hadn't even conceived yet.

up and

hurriedly. She then turned around to enjoy her daily soaps, breaking into a hearty laughter.

trudged back to her room.

However, a myriad of thoughts swirled in her mind.

of events played in front of her eyes, reminding her of what had happened in the cottage.

touched her body...If Lionel came to know about

horrifying

anyone find out about this. If it is disclosed, everything I have will be gone, including my stay in Tang family!' she thought in

out for her was to have a baby with the Tang blood as soon as possible, no matter what it meant for her. Only after having the baby, she would get the chance to marry into Tang family and continue to enjoy the extravagant life that she had

'I need to discuss things with Amanda more often. What she has offered really works. I have to be able to

recover from the recent events at home, Amanda threw a stuffed envelope toward the man in front of her, back at the cottage. The heavy

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arms and shot a disdainful

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envelope slightly and peeked inside. A broad smile came upon

to simply lie. But keep your mouth shut about it, or

soft and easy-going self. A sharp light seemed to

it. After all, I still have to rely on

his arm, his

to the steward and ordered, "Sell this house as soon as possible. I don't care even if it is sold at a lower price. I don't