"The person manipulating my husband and me aims to use this child to create a story and harm you..."

"What?" Maisie drew in a cold breath. "Harm me? Why..."

"The day you encountered me on the street, my fetus was unstable, and there was bleeding." Yvette touched her

belly and continued. "That person orchestrated everything... I was one of the actors. The people around me

gossiping about me being a third party were also part of it! Even at the hospital, the things I said to you were

prearranged to provoke you!"

Maisie stared at her, her mind completely empty.

"Miraculously, however, my child was saved at the hospital." Yvette's smile was somewhat weak. "The doctor

conducted a detailed examination and said there's a high probability that this child can be born safely.

"Ms. Squire, I feel that you brought me good luck! So, I can't let you be kept in the dark. Your kindness should be

rewarded, and my conscience can also be at ease..."

Maisie's mind was in chaos. She took a few steps back and leaned against a tree, gasping for breath like a drowning

person.

She couldn't help but recall those words. -

involved with rich men. Now that she's

abandoned!"

fell in love with the wrong person. I thought there would be an ending with him, but there

on the ground, hugging her head

all these things

was she this kind of person before losing her memory? Had she

conceived their child?

she a gold-digger who only knew how to get involved with wealthy men, taking one

stepping into an irreversible

a person, how could

large tears streamed

wanting to comfort her, but heard her ask

turned pale as she stared at

me!" Maisie grabbed her hand. "Who is the person behind

as if she had made up her mind. She slowly uttered,

Quimby."

Maisie was shocked.

really Camila." Yvette supported her to sit down and took out a train ticket from her pocket. "Ms.

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