No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss
Chapter 211
Chapter 211 Do You Have a Hidden Illness?
They took another stroll, and when they arrived at the baby supplies store, Radley’s footsteps came to a halt again.
Freya glanced inside the store. Sylvia had already prepared everything needed for the baby at horne. But when she saw those little gadgets and the baby stroller, a hint of envy surfaced.
When it came to buying things for the baby, there was never too much.
While Freya hesitated, Radley had already taken her hand and walked toward the store.
Ten minutes later, Freya emerged from the store with an embarrassed expression.
She stood before the store, watching the store clerk joyfully pack up her purchases.
“Miss Kaufmann, is this the correct delivery address? Please confirm.”
“Yes, it’s correct, Freya affirmed.
They strolled through several malls, and every time they passed by a baby supplies store, Radley would stop.
Freya gradually began to sense that something was off. Besides the fact that she hardly got a chance to pay. it was becoming evident that Radley was accompanying her to buy things for the baby.
“Radley, aren’t you buying anything for yourself today?”
Radley nodded. “I want to buy something for our child.”
Freya was taken aback. “What are you talking about?”
“People in Caltun now believe that you’re carrying my child. Can’t I prepare some things for my child?” Radley replied, his expression serious.
Freya’s face changed slightly as she clenched her fist.
Due to Wilson’s involvement earlier, she hadn’t outright denied the situation in public. For the people of Caltun, that was equivalent to acceptance.
But now, if she changed her mind, it would seem like she was trying to cover up something.
Rumors had been rampant in Caltun lately.
Fortunately, Radley wasn’t aware that this baby was truly his.
Freya stood in place for a while, her expression shifting several times.
Radley’s eyes flickered subtly. “Are you afraid that Matthew will be angry?”
“Matthew? What does he have to do with this?” Freya irritably replied without thinking.
it concern him?
“Of course!”
even if it lasted for just
amiss.
her lips together, realizing she had slipped up, almost wanting to give herself a gentle
to make up the situation in the most credible way. “Well, you know, Matthew and I have broken up. His parents don’t approve of us being together,
she subtly lifted her gaze to
was calm, and she couldn’t tell if
already announced to the public that this
of Wilson. This matter needs to be clarified sooner or
did not matter whether others believed
I don’t think I’ll have another child in
stared at Freya’s baby bump, having decided that he wanted to be with her. If Freya accepted him, he would fully accept this child as his own. And
him, he had no
“Do you… Do
Radley has a hidden illness, then how did I
neglecting her for
she
imagined a dramatic scene in her
thoughts, she was abruptly brought back by a voice next to her, as
I
Freya furrowed her
face, she pursed her lips and realized that
can come to my place for a check-up once my equipment is ready. I can help you with the treatment. It’s usually very hard
thank you very much
head
Radley indeed had a hidden illness, then where did this baby come from? Did she cheat
believe that her values could be so
she could endure and bear anything for the
she truly
baby bump and turned to look at
any male friends who were particularly close during
was sour. “I’m
it. Even if there were such friends, none had surfaced until now-he
five o’clock in the evening,
toward the restaurant he
frequently placing her hand
of what she
two were sharing the same space, they
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