Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 513 She was Pregnant

The more Evelyn said this, the sadder she felt. She was not sure if she would be fine now. She only knew that things had begun to develop in the direction she did not want, and the test papers in her pocket would become the key to everything.

“Evelyn, are you really okay? If there’s anything I can do, please don’t hesitate to tell me.” Grace held her cold hand. As a good friend, she could sense that something was off with Evelyn.

After some thought, Evelyn came up with something she wanted to ask for Grace’s help with. “Grace, we’ve known each other for so long, and I’ve always tried not to bother others, but today I really need to ask for your help…”

Without waiting for her to finish, Grace waved her hand and said, “No need for formalities between us. Just tell me straight.”

With a serious expression, Evelyn took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Her tone was a little heavy as she said, “I need you to take care of my parents for me. They’re getting older, and my father… he values reputation. Since this incident happened, I haven’t contacted my family. The only thing I did was ask the police station to deliver a message to them. If you have time, please visit them more often and don’t let them worry about me. And in the future… please take care of them.”

At first, she didn’t think much of it, but as she

and she furrowed her brows. “Evelyn, what do you mean by saying these things? Why do

She even forced a smile and said, “Why would you think that? You’re overthinking it. It’s probably because I haven’t contacted my family for a long time and

not tense as she spoke, and Grace took a few more glances at her. Although she didn’t fully believe her in

second daughter, and whenever I have time, I’ll go and

extremely grateful. “Thank

longer. It was getting late, and there were restrictions on visitation. It wasn’t appropriate for her to

tears, so she forced herself not to turn around until she didn’t hear a single sound from behind and until the door behind her

watching her on

usual. After about ten minutes or so, she got up and walked towards the restroom inside

devoid of surveillance cameras in the room, as it was considered a private

she turned around and closed the door, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her back was against the wall in the narrow space, and her palms were covered with

her pants and sat on the toilet bowl, feeling as if there were thousands of ants crawling in her heart. They bit her flesh little by little. Itchy and sore, they

anxious, and