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Chapter 851

Chapter 851 Confidential

“Whew!” Harley breathed as he walked into the living room, flinging his bag on a nearby cushion and

slumping down beside it. His shoes seemed to have grown tighter and were hurting his feet so he bent

slightly and kicked them off unconcernedly.

What a day it had been! He leaned back, setting his legs on the center table while his mind drifted to

the events of the day, the most important to them; the birth of his son. He knew the news that he was

going to be a bee father was supposed to make him glad, but right now his emotions were in a bit of a

fix and he didn’t know what to make of the situation.

A tired man is a restless man, they say, at least his mother says. With this adage in mind, he rose to his

feet. Perhaps if he could take a quick shower and change into a fresh set of clothes, his mind would be

at rest and he’ll be able to figure out how he truly felt about his newborn.

It was a bit of a struggle, but he successfully stood up and dragged his legs up the stairs only to be

stopped in his tracks by his mother; Carlee, who was just emerging from his bedroom with an unusual

look on her face like she had been snooping around his things. He was too tired to think about

exchanging words with her so he sighed and tried to walk away only to be stopped by Mrs. Carlee once

more.

“Where were you throughout today,” she snapped, leaving him no time to reply before she continued.

“You left the house in the morning and you only cared to come back late in the evening. We both know

you didn’t go to work so where were you?

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that to get her to let him be, he replied with a simple: “I had something that kept me busy during the

day.”

“You had something to do?” Mrs. Carlee repeated, scoffing and drawing a photograph from her coat

pocket. “And may I know what you were up to in town? Because here is a picture of you with Nina

captured by a reporter I had tipped off to keep eyes on you.”

Harley bowed his head and sighed, cursing silently, before raising his head once more to meet his

mother’s concerned eyes. A little bit of white hair has begun to sprout on the edges of her hair. She

was beginning to grow old.

His father Reid Timothy, had died of a protracted illness many years ago, leaving behind him and his

mother. With a huge source of the family’s income cut off, Carlee had raised Harley with her family’s

foundation and generous dowry. Harley would sometimes catch her crying by herself in the kitchen but

most of the time, she showed herself to be a strong woman that struggled to provide all the necessities

for her son. She also had high expectations for her son. No wonder when Harley became a traffic star

in the entertainment industry, she regarded him with so much pride.

But since Nina appeared in the life of Harley, she began to notice that her son’s personality was

beginning to change and his focus was beginning to shift from his career to his lover. Carlee feared that

all she had laboured to help her son build would be reduced to rubbles and that was why with time, she

harboured hatred in her heart for Nina. And instead, she preferred her son to tie the knot with Sylvia

who she observed to be supportive, obedient and more suitable to be the Timothy family’s daughter-in-

law.

Seeing that Harley was silent, Carlee began fuming. “Don’t just stand there and stare! Answer the

damn question!’

Harley who was used to this side of his mother, chuckled softly making Carlee’s brows knit in

confusion. “Mom, just let it go okay?” And with that Harley walked past his mother.

“What the hell?!” Carlee chided herself as she heard the door slam

behind her. She was displeased at the fact that her only son had gone out of control. Angrier than

before, she walked up to the door and after barging in, yelled, “What kind of attitude is that girl making

you have? You no longer take me seriously, huh?”

Carlee yelling soon attracted the attention of Sylvia who opened the door of the guest room and

peeped out before walking over. She sensed that the situation was already getting heated and tried as

much as possible not to anger Carlee more.

“Mrs. Carlee, what’s going on? Harley just came back, why are you two arguing?”

With Sylvia around, Carlee saw some to complain to. “My son is getting ruder and ruder every day, I

asked him what he did during the day, and he walked out on me and slammed the door behind him!”

Sylvia’s eyes went on Harley, and she began to try talking sense into him.

“Harley, Mrs. Carlee cares about you, why would you get her angry?”

In the Timothy household, Sylvia loved to act as a peacemaker, to have the opportunity to keep herself

in Mrs. Carlee’s good light and provoke greater hatred of Nina in the older woman.

As expected though, Harley ignored her persuasion, Sylvia rolled her eyes and asked slyly, “Harley, did

you go to Nina because you saw the photo yesterday?”

“It’s none of your business,” Harley spat, without sparing her as much as a glance.

Carlee was even more annoyed. She gritted her teeth and complained to Sylvia: “Now you see? He

comes home every day with this attitude like we all owe him something!” She turned to her son. “As

Sylvia said, you went to Nina, didn’t you?”

When he remained silent, Carlee grabbed Harley’s sleeve and aggressively asked, “Tell me where she

lives with her sweetheart, and I’ll go find her tomorrow too!”

Harley felt like his head was about to explode. He couldn’t handle the pressure from his mother so he

detached his hand from his mother’s grasp as he closed the door, locking it behind him.

He could hear his mother’s loud yells from outside the door, but he wasn’t ready to spill the truth just

yet. He knew that the premature birth of Nina must not be told to his mother, otherwise he wouldn’t be

able to bear the consequences.

The next morning, Harley got up early. He wanted to go to the

hospital to visit Nina, but he was afraid of Carlee’s endless questioning, so he woke up as early as

possible so he could leave the house before dawn and get to the hospital. On arrival, he hurried to the

door of the ward Nina was placed in.

He was too nervous to go in so he stood by the door and from the chatter coming from the room,

Harley guessed that Nina must be okay, and then relaxed after worrying all night.

On the other side of the wooden door, Nina was lying weakly on the hospital bed. She looked at

Melissa who was sitting beside her, and a pale smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

“It turned out that I gave birth to a daughter, but unfortunately I can’t take care of her now.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen the baby for you. Although she is still very young, she has clear eyes and beautiful

eyes. She will be a beautiful embryo in the future,” Melissa said, taking Nina’s hand in hers with

distress and relief in her eyes.

Nina nodded, before turning to see Murray dozing off on the sofa, knowing that the two must have

watched her all night.

“Thank you for your hard work. You should also go back to rest early. My parents will come to take care

of me later,” Nina replied, licking her dry lips and feeling unusually thirst in her throat. Seeing she

wanted water, Melissa hurriedly woke Murray and asked him to go out and get some hot water.

Murray heard Melissa’s call, opened his eyes suddenly, and found that Nina had woken up.

“You’re awake! I’ll go get water for you,” Murray offered, smiling. His tone was much softer than his

appearance.

Nina responded gratefully and glanced at Murray as he left the ward with a glass of water. Just as

Murray opened the door, Harley, who was waiting in the hallway, slipped in. “Nina! You’re finally

awake!” Harley exclaimed excitedly, striding to the bedside. “Nina, how are you feeling now? Does the

incision hurt? Would you like me to call a nurse for you?”

However, Nina was unmoved. The moment she saw Harley, her mood changed from jovial to cold. She

frowned and pushed Harley’s hand away from her.

“You should go out! I don’t want to see you!” She then turned her faze away from him, squeezing

Melissa’s hand tightly. “Please help me drive him away, I don’t want to see him!”

Melissa on the other hand was also clueless about what to do, knowing that now was not the time to

make peace.

“I need to speak to you, outside,” Melissa said to Harley, before getting up to accompany him out of the

ward.

Being rejected by Nina, Harley was very disappointed. He shook his head and smiled bitterly before

turning to Melissa once they were outside the ward.

“I didn’t expect that Nina would still refuse to forgive me even now that the child is born.”

Melissa laid a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“Nina just woke up. She is emotionally unstable. Don’t disturb her for the time being. We’ll talk about it

later.”