Beyond the Divorce

No one answered my question, and nobody seemed to know. This left me somewhat disappointed.

Yvette from our dormitory was the one who broke the silence, saying, "Since we left, she went back to her hometown. If you don't have her contact information, the rest of us won't have it either. We also lost contact with Judy from our dormitory. They probably aren't in Foswood."

A guy named Theo added, "I heard Beatrice has her own business, so she might have gone back to manage her own company."

Just then, the dishes started arriving. The waitstaff entered, beginning to serve dish after dish. The aroma of the food wafted through the private room.

To my surprise, Ivanna suddenly rushed out with her mouth covered.

I was puzzled and quickly followed her. In the restroom, she started vomiting again. There was something odd about this. It didn't seem like a stomach issue. "Ivanna, let me take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow," I said while patting her back. "Are you sure it's just a stomach problem?"

She looked at me with a hint of skepticism in her eyes, as if she had understood the underlying meaning of my words.

"How long has it been since your last period?" I asked.

Her face turned even paler. Looking at me, she murmured, "N-No way..."

"What's there to be surprised about?" I remarked, watching Ivanna.

her head, touching her

I didn't know whether Ivanna's being pregnant at this moment was a good

also seemed taken aback. She stayed silent and did not say a

before jumping to conclusions. Don't think about

room. Michelle seized the opportunity to attack, "Ivanna, pregnant,

glanced at others, and quite a few

wanted to talk about me, but I felt displeased when she talked about Ivanna. Just as I

looked at Michelle

What's so strange about

birth to my child. Unlike some people who treat abortion with the same casualness as eating a

her stomach. "My baby's dad will own up to it. You don't have to worry,

Ivanna, asking about her

have a decent job. He doesn't like meeting people.

being modest again! Even an ugly son-in-law still needs to meet her in-laws! Not having a

this point, I honestly found it hard