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.

 

took her straight to the master

 

the bed. His breathing was shallow and his eyes

 

Avery said as she held her father’s cold hand. Tears welled

 

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

 

head shot up as she said, “Didn’t you get a large sum of money from the

 

father’s company owes? Don’t look at me like I ate your money up, Avery! Besides, your father’s illness

 

Wanda heartlessly stormed out of

 

did not

 

was still her father. He had always loved

 

want to get you treated, but the family really doesn’t have much money,” Avery sniffled as she stood crying by the bed. “Dad, I

 

turned a deaf ear to

 

said, “Avery… My darling girl… I’ve failed

 

large hand holding hers

 

cry tore through the

 

throbbed in

 

world underwent

 

and pregnant, and her

 

was just still just a child herself, but life

 

funeral was a gloomy and rainy

 

attended the funeral, not since the fall

 

service, Wanda went to a

 

crowd scattered like a flock of wild

 

Laura were the only ones left at

 

were as dark as the

 

she

 

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

 

Avery did not understand.

 

why are you crying?”

 

sighed. “Relationships are complicated, Avery. It isn’t just a matter of love or hate. It

 

dragged her worn out body

 

day of Jack’s death to the end of the

 

mansion at all during the

 

the Foster family

 

tell anyone in the Foster house about

 

with Elliot was colder than ice

 

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

 

chatting away merrily with wine

 

in

 

noticed her

 

pitiful expression stood in stark contrast to the liveliness of

 

said as she held Avery’s arm

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