"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. -

know how to get involved with rich men. Now that

abandoned!"

I thought there would be an ending with him,

on the ground, hugging

these things were prearranged

this kind of person before losing her memory? Had she also fallen in love with the wrong

conceived their child?

knew how to get involved with

into

was truly such a

large tears

her up, wanting to comfort her, but heard

turned pale as she stared at

her hand. "Who is

opened them as if she had made up her mind.

Quimby."

Maisie was shocked.

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

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