Returning to the Gourd family?

When Shirley heard this, she panicked and quickly grabbed Waverly's arm. She cried, “Mrs. Shurmer, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please don't drive me away. Everyone outside knows that I am carrying a child from the Shurmer family. If I am really sent back to my mother's house, what will they think of me?”

Waverly slowly stretched out her hand and slowly pried open Shirley's fingers and said painfully, “Zeke now knows that Juliana is carrying his child, and he has made up his mind to bring that girl back to the Shurmer family. He doesn't acknowledge the child in your belly. What can we do? Even if I say more, it won't change anything. This child was obtained through improper means, and Zeke doesn't wish to acknowledge the child. What's the point of keeping the baby, then? Why not discuss this with your family and have the child aborted? Don't give birth to it and create more trouble. Seeing that you've been loved and cherished by us for so many years, I'd like to advise you to give up on this child and start anew.”

Shirley shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Why did things end up this way? Everything seemed to have been settled. Although Zeke didn't love me, he did promise to marry me. Why did it have to end up like this in the end? I'm pregnant now. How will I be able to gain a foothold in the upper class in the future if I'm chased out of the Shurmer family?

Shirley realized that not only her but the whole Gourd family's reputation was also at stake.

Others would gesticulate that she was an abandoned mistress of a wealthy family.

Those who once envied her would now turn to ridicule her if she were kicked out of the house.

“Mrs. Shurmer, I can do without status, but can you please not drive me away? Now that this child is already in my belly, how can I act as if nothing has happened? Haven't you always loved the baby and looked forward to his birth? Can you bear to let the outside world condemn him and live a miserable life under the scrutiny of others?”

“Then listen to my advice and have the child aborted,” Waverly said as she turned and walked toward the door.

Shirley wanted to chase after her, but her body was too weak. Even moving her body was difficult, so she could only watch Waverly walk out of the room and disappear into the corridor.

The sight of the empty room made Shirley slowly clench her fists. Her delicate and pretty face began to twist, revealing a hint of viciousness as malice festered in her eyes.

I have that b*tch, Bailey, to thank for all this suffering. How would I end up like this if it wasn't for her meddling and exposing the truth that night?

All of this was caused by Bailey. Since the Shurmer family wouldn’t accept Shirley’s child, she decided to use the child to get back at Bailey.

She vowed to make Waverly and Bailey hate each other and never reconcile as mother and daughter for the rest of their lives.

After making up her mind, the vicious look on Shirley's face slowly eased.

She had to recover her strength and at least be able to stand on her feet in order to carry out her plan.

...

Meanwhile, in a hospital room at the medical base, Lionel was slowly waking up from a coma.

When he opened his eyes, there was still a faint hint of confusion in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, his wavering gaze gradually refocused.

He turned his head and saw Victoria sleeping by the bed.

She wasn't covered with anything, and despite the heater being on, it was still cold in winter.

Doesn't she know that she just had a miscarriage? Why doesn't she take better care of herself? How can I let her go if this is how she takes care of herself?

He slowly moved his arm as he tried to touch her cheek.

As soon as he raised his arm, she opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and it felt as if time froze.

In the span of a few hours, they had each stood at the edge of the vast chasm of life and death, gazing across its expanse at one another. One step further, and they would have been forever sundered.

“You're awake?” Victoria slowly sat up and saw him trying to sit up as well.

Instinctively, she furrowed her brows and pressed down on his arm. “Don't you know you're not doing well right now? How dare you move around. Are you trying to hurt yourself further?”

He smiled at her and said softly, “You're no better, having just gone through a miscarriage...”

Realizing that he might strike a nerve, he bit his tongue.

This topic seemed too sensitive and could hit both of them hard.

Victoria got up and walked to the bedside table to get some warm water.

When she turned around, she saw him struggling to sit up again and hurriedly pressed him back down.

“Can you please calm down and not move around recklessly? Do you think your injury is minor? Your heart has been cut open, and if you don't take good care of yourself, you could die at any moment,” Victoria scowled.
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