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Chapter 94

Chapter 94 Telling Mother I Wasn’t Pregnant

Mother was taken aback, looking like a child, “This… I didn’t think about these, I was angry at the time, Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

just wanted to never see her again, I didn’t expect it would…” She paused, then looked at me, “So the

opportunity you just mentioned to Ashley was about this?”

I nodded, smiled and said, “Ashley wanted to play the victim in front of Walter more than you and I, to

make Walter worry about her. So, by driving her away at this time, you were actually fulfilling her wish.”

A pregnant woman, driven out in the middle of the night, how pitiful. How could Walter possibly stand

by and do nothing? He probably would have arranged everything for her.

Wasn’t this exactly what Ashley wanted?

“Ah!” Mother sighed, “How did I not think of these?”

I was a bit tired and very irritable. Looking at my mother, I said, “What’s done is done, just let it be,

Mom. It’s getting late, you should go back to your room and rest.”

She nodded, clearly having more to say to me, but seeing how tired I was, she didn’t continue.

Watching my mother leave, I lay in bed, feeling an indescribable heaviness in my heart.

How to remedy the situation when things had come to this point?

The next day.

When I woke up, it was already noon, and my stomach still felt

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uncomfortable. I always felt that my sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and some inexplicable

smells always made me feel like retching.

When my mother came in and saw me sitting on the bed in a daze, she said to me, “They weren’t

wrong about pregnant women being sleepy. Get up and wash up quickly. I’ll accompany you to the

hospital later. Your belly doesn’t look like that of a three-month pregnant woman. We should go to the

hospital to check it out, just to make sure there’s no problem.”

Seeing me in a daze, my mother pulled me off the bed and ushered me into the bathroom. Only after

she had fussed over me and got me cleaned up, did my brain regain some ability to think.

When I went downstairs, breakfast was laid out on the dining table, and my mother was making juice.

Seeing me come down, she urged me to cat breakfast quickly.

I had just sat down at the dining table when my mother pulled up a chair and sat down in front of me.

She looked at me and said, “Tabatha, I can’t help but ask you about last night. I may have been a bit

impulsive, but you didn’t tell me, what are your thoughts about you and Walter?”

At this point, it seemed like there was nothing that couldn’t be said.

After taking a sip of juice, I told my mother about what happened between Walter and Ashley five years

ago, as well as Walter’s original intention for taking such good care of Ashley now.

Mother’s brows were deeply furrowed as she looked at me. She said, “If he wants to repay a favor,

that’s his business, Tabatha. Your mother is also a woman, and she knows how painful it is when a

man’s heart is not with her. Tell me, what are your plans next? Are you planning to divorce Walter?”

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I didn’t expect my mother to speak so bluntly. I was taken aback for a moment, then forced a smile and

said. “Mom, I can handle this myself.”

Divorce, it wasn’t as simple as it was said to be.

She looked at me with a hint of heartache, sighed slightly, and said, “After your father passed away,

I’ve been thinking about the situation. between you and Walter. I originally thought that since Walter

and Ashley even have a child together, your divorce would be a relief for you. But yesterday, Carley

took me to the old house and told me about the relationship between Walter and Ashley. Only then did I

realize that there was nothing between them.”

At this point, she took a slight breath and said, “I didn’t sleep at all last night, just thinking about what

you and Walter are going to do. As a mother, I don’t want you to suffer, watching your man’s heart filled

with thoughts of someone else. I want you two to divorce, but then I think about the descendant of the

Hinton family in your belly. If you and Walter really divorce, the Hinton family will definitely not let your

have this child, separating you and your child. As a mother, I can’t bear to let you go through such

pain.”

Seeing the distressed look on my mother’s face, I was somewhat moved. I reached out and held her,

comforting her, “Mom, don’t overthink it, I’m fine. Things between Walter and me, they’re not that bad.

Even if we really have to divorce, it won’t involve too many things. I’m not carrying his child, so there’s

no need to go through the pain of mother-child separation.”

“You’re not pregnant?” My mother was shocked, her eyes wide open, looking at me incredulously. “How

are you not pregnant? Tabatha, what on earth is going on? Don’t lie to your mother!”

. I patiently comforted her and explained, “My pregnancy was

orchestrated by Carley.” I told my mother about Carley’s original

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intention for getting me pregnant.

She couldn’t believe it, somewhat angrily saying, “This is absurd, Carley actually used you like this.

After knowing you were pregnant, your father, lying in his sickbed, nagged me every day to take good

care of you. He wanted to see his little grandchild after you gave birth, but he didn’t expect…”