Chapter 536
Eleanor still couldn’t wrap her head around it. Shouldn’t she have at least felt something if she was pregnant? How did this even happen?
She painstakingly lifted her hand to touch her belly “How do you know it’s been a month already?”
George glanced back at Ethan, knowing he wouldn’t let him spill the beans. He had to keep up the charade with Eleanor, “Eleanor, I’m a doctor, I can tell
In reality, he was just taking a wild guess based on the timeline. It had been twenty days since Ethan brought Eleanor back And before that, she must have been with Bernard He was
simply guessing
If Eleanor said they hadn’t been intimate, he’d tell her the truth. He was lying to her to give her a reason to live. But when Eleanor responded with “How do you know?” George knew he had hit the nail on the head
He hoped this white he could give her a reason to live and go back to see Bernard. There’s always hope as long as you’re breathing, right?
After he finished speaking, George leaned down to whisper encouragingly in Eleanor’s ear, “Stay alive, only then can you go back to him.”

He subtly hinted at Eleanor, but she was already brainwashed by Ethan, thinking she was going back to see Bernard in his grave
She touched her belly, a myriad of emotions crossing her face. Why did she have to get pregnant at a time like this? Was Bernard trying to keep her from joining him?
Without him, what was the point of having a child?
Eleanor clutched her belly Her eyes were empty as she looked at George, “Help me….”
She wanted to say “help me abort,” but couldn’t get the words out This was his child, a child they both had hoped for
She missed him so much, she just wanted to die and see him. How could she die now with a child?
Eleanor curled up in agony, “Why, why. Why is this happening to me?!”
She just wanted to be with him. Was she not allowed to die? Why, why was this happening?
Her h****e wailing pierced through Ethan’s eardrums as he slowly lifted his head.
He stared at the frail figure, a strange emotion flickering in his eyes. He too, seemed unwilling to witness such a scene. Standing up, he left after uttering a single sentence, “You can go home as long as you agree to my terms.”
George wanted to comfort Eleanor, but Ethan’s cold glance shut him up. He picked up his medical kit and left.
Ethan, seated on the living room couch, looked like a demon straight out of hell. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it and took a drag. His face was half-lit in the dim light
George watched him for a moment before asking in a serious tone, “What terms did you ask her to agree to?”
Ethan ignored George’s question, impatiently puffing on his cigarette.
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