Chapter 3

Rosalynn couldn’t sleep all night and then took two day off.

First thing in the morning, she went to the hospital for another checkup. It was confirmed that she was eight weeks pregnant.-

She racked her brain, vaguely remembering that two months ago, on Wayne’s birthday, at the beginning, there was indeed a brief risky behavior.

Just that one time. One time only…

“Young lady, you’re not the type to get pregnant easily, so it’s best to keep this child,” the doctor said gently, seeing Rosalynn come alone and looking haggard.

Not easy to get pregnant, but it happened just this once? Should she consider herself lucky or unlucky?

Rosalynn feeling bitter in her heart.

“I’ll think about it carefully,” Rosalynn said as she left the hospital.

Rosalynn stood in the chilly autumn wind for a while, contemplating her next move. Eventually, she decided to purchase a ticket to return home. Boarding the plane, she felt a mix of emotions as she embarked on her journey.

The plane landed in L City, and Rosalynn disembarked, carrying with her a bouquet of roses and another bouquet of purple daisies. She hailed a car and directed the driver towards Hillside Memorial Park. As they approached the cemetery, a light drizzle began to fall, adding to the somber atmosphere.

Noticing Rosalynn’s arrival, the caretaker, who had been observing from a distance, hurried over with an umbrella to shield her from the rain.

“Ms. Tesdal, it’s not even the day. Why are you here?”

“Just came to take a look,” Rosalynn replied politely.

After exchanging pleasantries.

She left the caretaker with a bottle of wine. Holding an umbrella, she walked towards the cemetery alone.

The caretaker holding the wine, watched her slender figure and sighed with pity.

“What’s up? Is she your relative?” A cleaning lady nearby asked.

The caretaker shook his head and sighed again: “She’s a poor soul. When she was just a kid, she sent her mom here. In her teens, she sent her grandpa here, and half a year ago… she sent her grandma here. That day grandma was buried, she knelt down and didn’t eat or drink for a whole day.”

Rosalynn found the tombstones easily.

Her grandpa and grandma were buried together, with mm next to them.

and grandma; grandpa used to buy a rose for grandma every day. Purple

time

“I’m pregnant.”

shouldn’t keep

have no relatives left in this world, and this child is my only flesh.

decision: “The doctor said it’s hard for me to get

“If you are in heaven, please bless her to

city of H, the atmosphere in Bane

spread the day before, leaving everyone aware that the formidable President

among the staff, the morning brought the arrival of the new secretary, who would

arrangements, assigned her to Secretary Tesdal’s former

of the new secretary, Miss. Ashley Walley, also caused a commotion in the

Walley and Secretary Tesdal

different opinions about the relationship between

and someone so similar to her came, it’s even more diverse, and the rumors are

meeting with the overseas project department early in the

time the meeting was over, it

soon as he returned to the President’s office, Ashley came

Tesdal’s place, is she

frowned, looking at Dylon:

she came to enjoy

my fault, I forgot to tell you this morning as I was

matters? Such a hurry that she couldn’t tell Wayne, must be serious, right?” Ashley looked concerned with gentleness

here, you can go

Ashley perceived Wayne’s emotional state, she swiftly departed

office, she cast a fleeting glance at the secretary’s office, her expression transforming instantly as she tightly clenched her teeth in

deliberately attempting to sabotage her

really had any emergency; she just wanted to show her

Rosalynn, just you wait!

provoked me first, and remember

o’clock this afternoon, you have a golf game with Mr. Mullen from

his eye, Wayne’s

but instead of finding solace, his expression grew even

Rosalynn and ask her to come back

these useless people in the president’s office couldn’t even make

Dylon immediately took

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