Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 854 Intentions

A pregnancy meal is usually characterized by high protein and high nutrition, and light taste and easy digestion. Being a nursing mother herself once, Carlee understood what was going on as soon as she listened to Sylvia’s description.

After thinking for a moment, Carlee frowned and said solemnly: “If I guess correctly, I’m afraid Nina has already given birth to a child.”

Sylvia was surprised, blinked her eyes and asked, “Didn’t you say she’s more than eight months pregnant, there’s still some time before her due date.”

Carlee was still thinking hard and trying to put the pieces together. Harley had left early and returned late in the past two days, and last night he refused to tell his whereabouts, which made her more confident in her judgment.

“Maybe it’s a premature birth!” Carlee’s words were loud and clear, and a change of mood followed. Although she did not like Nina, she still wanted to know if the newborn child was a boy or a girl.

Sylvia saw that Carlee was not enthusiastic like her eagerly: “Mrs. Timothy, how about I accompany you to go down and ask him?”

“There is no need!” Carlee refused, rolled his eyes, and revealed his fears. “Now that I have issues with Harley, it’ll be near impossible to get him to speak. Even if you ask, you may not be able to get an answer.”

With that said, Carlee stood up and paced the room with her hands behind her back.

“You call Mrs. Barns in, I have something to tell her.”

“Okay Mrs. Timothy, give me a moment,” Sylvia said and then went out obediently.

to pack the meals, and then drove to the hospital. As soon as he left, Mrs. Barns ran upstairs to report to Carlee. By this time Carlee had already changed into another outfit, and picking another car used

was being followed by Carlee. It is now time for dinner, and Kasen Paul and Mrs. Ariana returned home to prepare dinner for Nina. Harley heard the silence in the ward and determined that the old couple should

to the baby coming out

Harley pushed the door

you hungry? I made soup for

shocked and slightly annoyed. She dropped her book and turned to

are you

“Please don’t be

Harley opening the insulated bucket and the insulated lunch box, she frowned and said, “I said I

“Nina…” Harley pleaded helplessly.

endured the pain of the incision in her abdomen

pester me anymore, if you want what is good for me. Let me sit here

a wry smile and taking two

the ward, his eyes were reluctant to part, staring at Nina’s thin cheeks, pursing his lips and smiling soothingly: “I’m sorry for what I did to you. But try to drink the soup a little,

a generous sip of the soup. Seeing Nina nodding slightly in satisfaction, Harley felt relieved, and then he

of the soup seduced her nostrils, daring her to take

up a stir-fried cabbage, and found that it was not well cooked. Needless to say, these meals had to be made by Harley

soup was not tasty enough and the vegetable not well cooked, Nina knew that Harley was

of them had reached the point of no return, and she was unwilling to put down

into the elevator. He wanted to see his daughter upstairs. Although he couldn’t hold her in his arms, it was good to have a glance.