Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Chapter 44 What Should I Do?

Joye walked out of the consultation room, still feeling stiff. There were many people around her, but she

did not seem to notice them.

"Come on, Joye. All Shawn did was contribute one seed to the baby is in your belly. It's your choice if

you want to keep the baby, it has nothing to do with him."

Even Janina couldn't have accepted if she were to get pregnant with the scum of a husband's child

before the divorce.

"Janina, tell me, why must this happen to me?"

Why did they have to be entangled like this? Why couldn’t there be a clean break? From NôvelDrama.Org.

"Joye, it's not the time for you to be upset. Look at that person!"

Janina saw the person coming in from the door. She grabbed Joye’s arm and forced her to regain her

senses. Joye looked over and saw Vivian walking over with a thermos.

Her back stiffened, and the corners of her lips tightened. How could she bump into Vivian here?

Vivian saw Joye as well. She stopped for a moment, smiled, and walked towards Joye. “Mrs. Richard,

what a coincidence. I didn’t expect to see you here. Are you not feeling well?”

Being the proud person she was, Joye would never show her hatred to others. She smiled at Vivian

and said, “I’m fine. Thank you.”

"That's good to know. I would feel guilty. Dalton is running a fever, and Shawn insists on being here to

take care of him. He stayed there the whole night, so I brought some breakfast for them. I am sorry that

he has to be here instead.”

Vivian raised the thermos in her hand, and her kind words felt like a knife stabbing into Joye’s heart.

Shawn had been taking care of his and Vivian's child all night. She could almost imagine how happy

the three would be while eating breakfast together.

The grip on her waist tightened.

Her husband had a son with another woman, and she had been made fun of for being barren for three

years of their marriage. Yet she found out that she was pregnant with her husband's child just before

their divorce?

What a joke!

"Miss. Hilary, you must be close with Shawn, but don't you think he's such a scumbag?"

Janina stepped forward. Her usually smiling eyes were unusually cold at this moment. Even Vivian

could not help but frown. "Do I know you?"

"You don't need to know me. But I have to tell you, a b*tch like you do suit a scumbag. I was almost

fooled by your proper manners, thinking that you would never tear up one's family. I guess I was wrong.

Can't you be any more shameless?"

"I'm sorry, but I have to correct you there. My son with Shawn is already three years old. How have I

destroyed anything? I don't think it was me who destroyed anything.”

Although she was insulted, there was not a trace of anger on Vivian's face. In fact, she was still smiling

at Janina, who was about to explode. Just then, Joye held her back.

"I guess it means that you’re unlucky. You have a child with Shawn, but you’re still not part of the

Richard family."

Vivian shrugged indifferently. “That’s okay. The position of Mrs. Richards would be vacant soon, so why

the rush to marry into the family?"

Joye clenched her fists and wanted to fight back, but she felt helpless. She said, “Janina, let’s go.”

"Are we leaving just like this?"

Janina was furious. She had seen her fair share of arrogant mistresses, but not someone as hard to

deal with as Vivian.

She wanted so bad to pinch Vivian to death.

"Not everyone is worth our time."

Joye spoke casually, not wanting to appear indignant in front of Vivian

"You're right. What's the point of wasting time with a mistress who can't even show her face?"

After Janina finished speaking, she walked away with Joye.

The smile on Vivian's face disappeared, and a hint of gloom and anger flashed across her eyes. Just

as she was about to head back to the ward, she stopped, seeing the test results that they left behind.

She bent down and picked it up. When she saw the results and the name of the owner,e her

expression changed slightly.

She balled the results. So Joye was pregnant, huh?

She raised her head and looked in the direction where Joye and Janina had left. There was a hint of

viciousness in her eyes, and the corners of her lips lifted.

When Joye and Janina came out of the hospital, Joye felt strength leaving her body. She pushed

herself too hard until she was feeling nauseous. Yet, she couldn't vomit anything.

Janina patted her back gently. She was in a bad mood as well. "I have never seen such a shameless

mistress like her. She’s so hard to deal with."

Joye's eyes were teary, but she managed to hold her tears back. She took a deep breath, and her

ghostly complexion was pitiful.

"Why don't you get rid of the baby and leave him? You don't need to keep anything that belongs to him.

You have a bright future ahead of you. Just treat it as if he isn't destined to be with you."

Janina did not want to say such words. However, in this situation, it was best not to have this child.

"Janina, let me think about it quietly, okay?"

Joye raised her head, looking at Janina helplessly. She put her fingers on her flat lower abdomen, and

her mind was in a mess.

"Baby, tell me. What should I do?" Joye questioned herself silently.

……

"Dad, you’re so awesome. I want to be just like you when I grow up."

In the ward, Dalton looked at the toy in Shawn's hand with admiration. Vivian pushed the door open,

wearing a gentle smile on her face.

"Be good, Dalton. Dad’s been taking care of you the whole night. He must be tired. Shawn, I’ve made

some of your favorite soup. Go wash up and have some.”

"Mom, the doctor came to check on me just now and said that I can be discharged from the hospital

today."

Seeing the excitement on his face, Vivian smiled and kissed his face. She turned around and looked at

Shawn. “Once you’re done with breakfast, Mom and Dad will bring you home, okay?”

Shawn was lost in thought but was pulled back to his senses when he heard Dalton’s laughter.

After they finished the discharge procedures for Dalton and returned to the villa, it was past noon.

Vivian put Dalton to sleep and came out of the room.

“Dalton said he hated the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. He prefers the smell of home. I think he’s

just afraid of needles and medicine.”

The corner of Shawn’s mouth twitched, but he said nothing. In three more days, he would be divorced

from Joye.

"What's on your mind? You must be exhausted."

Vivian walked behind him and placed her slender fingers on Shawn’s shoulders. Before she could

massage him, he grabbed her hands.

"I'm not tired. You don't have to do this."

"I just want you to relax. You have much to do at work, yet you have Dalton to worry about as well.”

Vivian smiled and pulled her hand back. She sat on the sofa next to Shawn. “Sometimes, I feel

useless. I can’t help you with your work, and I can't take good care of Dalton.”

Shawn paused and asked, “If you want to work at the Richard Group, I can arrange that for you.”

"There's no need. It will be awkward for me to see Mrs. Richard.”

Vivan lowered her head bashfully but then raised it again and smiled.

“Dalton is asleep. Come and watch TV with me. Like old times, okay?”

Shawn was stunned for a moment but hid his surprise. "Okay."