Chapter 9

There was no sign of two gestational sacs during the last checkup.

 

 

Avery could not believe that there were two babies inside of her a short week later.

 

She held the ultrasound scan in her hands as she sat in a quiet daze on one of the benches in the hospital corridor.

 

The doctor told her that the probability of being pregnant with twins was extremely low.

 

If she had an abortion now, she might never be able to have twins again.

 

Avery chuckled bitterly. All of this was the work of the Fosters’ private doctors.

 

When they had implanted the fertilized eggs into her, they had not mentioned that she was going to have twins.

 

Perhaps in their eyes, she was nothing but a birthing tool for the Fosters from the beginning.

 

When she began to bleed the week before, she thought that her period had arrived. When the Fosters’ doctors found out, they thought that the procedure had failed. When Elliot said that he would divorce her after he had woken up, the doctors had never seen her again.

 

The decision to give birth or not was now solely on her shoulders.

 

Avery’s phone rang in her bag. She had been in the hospital for over an hour.

 

She pulled out her phone, stood up, and walked toward the hospital’s exit.

 

“Avery, your father’s dying! Come home right away!”

 

Her mother’s hoarse voice came from the other side of the line.

 

Avery was stunned.

 

Dad was dying? How could this be?

 

She knew that her father had been hospitalized after his company got in trouble. He could not even attend her wedding.

 

She did not know that his condition was this serious. Avery’s mind was a mess.

 

She did not have a good relationship with her father. She could never forgive him for having an affair.

 

However, her heart stung painfully upon suddenly hearing the news of his serious illness.

 

……

 

The living room of the Tate house was a chaotic mess when Avery arrived.

 

straight to the master

 

and his eyes were barely open. When he saw Avery, he raised his arm in her

 

go to the hospital if you’re this sick?” Avery said as she

 

you to say! Where would we get the money to take your father to the hospital?”

 

as she said, “Didn’t you get a large sum of money from the Fosters? Why didn’t

 

father’s company owes? Don’t look at

 

words, Wanda heartlessly stormed out

 

did not

 

was still her father. He had always loved her, and she

 

that she didn’t want to get you treated, but the family really doesn’t have much money,” Avery sniffled as she stood

 

deaf ear to

 

and his voice was low as he said, “Avery… My darling girl… I’ve failed you… I’ve

 

holding hers suddenly

 

shrill cry tore through the

 

throbbed in

 

world underwent

 

and pregnant, and her

 

was just still just a child herself, but life swept her

 

day of the funeral was a gloomy

 

funeral, not since

 

went to a

 

scattered like a flock of

 

Laura were the only

 

moods were as dark

 

hate Dad, Mom?” Avery asked as she stared at

 

said in a dull voice, “I do. Even if he’s dead,

 

Avery did not understand.

 

why are you

 

complicated, Avery. It isn’t just a matter of love

 

worn out body back to Elliot’s

 

day of Jack’s death to the end of the funeral, the process had taken three

 

the mansion at all

 

Foster family

 

anyone in the Foster house about

 

colder than ice and frostier than

 

the courtyard, she noticed the mansion’s lights were lit, and the living room was

 

dressed to the nines and chatting away merrily with wine glasses in

 

paused in

 

Mrs. Cooper noticed her and

 

pitiful expression stood in stark contrast to the liveliness of the living room, but the smile on Mrs. Cooper’s face

 

she held Avery’s arm and pulled her into

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