"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. -

only know how to get involved with

abandoned!"

in love with the wrong person. I thought there would be an ending

ground, hugging her

said all these things were prearranged

her memory? Had she also fallen in love with the wrong

conceived their child?

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

stepping into an irreversible

such a person,

dropped, and large tears streamed

Yvette helped her up, wanting to comfort her, but heard

pale as

grabbed her hand. "Who

then opened them as if

Quimby."

Maisie was shocked.

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

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