Chapter 113

Marguerite suddenly lost her balance, stumbling back a few steps and collapsing onto a bench in the hallway. She was momentarily stunned.

“Am… am I pregnant?”

Her fingers went ice–cold, her body stiff.

How could she be pregnant?

Her mind involuntarily flashed back to that wild night a month ago at the Regal Haven Hotel…

She didn’t even know who the guy was, how could she have his kid?

No, she can’t!

She couldn’t accept a child whose father she didn’t even know.

Marguerite lifted her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “I want an abortion, right now.”

sighed gently, handing Marguerite another

pelvic inflammatory disease. You can’t have surgery

words sent a chill down Marguerite’s spine. A sudden sense

uncontrollably down her face. She asked, “What would happen if I insisted

end up infertile or even worse, it could be life–threatening.” Steven

hit Marguerite like a

heart sinking, she leaned listlessly against

idea what Marguerite was going through, but

a complete mess, how

are you crying? Want some candy?” A gentle child’s voice suddenly

lifted her head to see a little girl, barely up to Steven’s knee, standing between

candy to Marguerite, which was even bigger than her

was too upset to

little girl then turned to Steven, tugging at his clothes. “Mister, what’s wrong with her? Why is she crying? You should

out to pat her head. “She’s not feeling well, she’ll be okay soon. What are you doing here

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