Chapter 618


    Trinity felt that she must be drunk and delusional. This must be a sweet dream? But she still had to


    face the sad reality when she woke up, right?


    In that case, she might as well discard this dream sooner!


    Trinity bit her lips. The pain cleared her mind a little, and she shoved Fredric away to stand firm and


    kept up her facade.


    “No need, really! I know you’re busy. I can actually—”


    “You can’t! Why don’t you need me?” Fredric grabbed her hand. He had drunk a little as well, and some


    things could only be said while he was tipsy.


    “Trinity, I’m sorry. I’ve understood it toote. I—”


    “Let go of her.” A cold voice suddenly sounded at the door.


    Fredric and Trinity were stunned at the tall figure under the dim light.


    Footsteps approached them slowly before a force separated the two of them. Trinity was pulled to


    someone else.


    “Mr. Constable, don’t you think it’s toote to say these now?”


    “Neil!” Trinity warned softly.


    Fredric opened his mouth but said nothing. His fists on his sides tightened.


    “I told Trinity that I’d pick her up after the gathering ended today.” Neil smiled. “Don’t worry, Mr.


    Constable. I’ll send her home safely!”


    Neil shot Trinity a look and grabbed her wrist to take her out.


    There was a wash of sorrow in Trinity, like waves on the shore that left faint marks. She thought that


    she had woken up from the dream with her strong willpower, but she ultimately had to depend on an


    external force.


    She walked to the door slowly and turned back to nce at Fredric… hoping that time would stop at


    this moment.


    Neil looked at her with a frown and coughed. His tone hardened. “Trinity, are you leaving or not?”


    “Mm, yeah. Coming.”


    “Faster, will you?” Neil spoke softly by her ear. “Must you cling to this tree your whole life? What a fool!”


    “Shut up!” Trinity red at him.


    In the end, she willed herself to walk out, but not two stepster, she felt another force on her


    shoulders.


    Fredric pulled her back by her shoulders and put himself in front of her.


    “Can’t you see that Trinity doesn’t want to leave?”


    “What?” Neil raised a brow. “Hah, Mr. Constable, you’re being too soft. I can’t hear you!”


    “Alright.” Fredric gritted his teeth. “I’ll repeat myself…


    “I said, I’ll send Trinity home today! I have a lot of things to tell her!”


    “What’s there to tell her? Michelle’s canceled now, and her future’s ruined. You’re not thinking of asking


    Trinity to help you figure out something again, are you?” Neil looked stern. “Fredric, what else do you


    know other than using Trinity’s feelings for you? You’ve been more than mean to her!”


    “You—”


    “Stop wasting your time! Trinity won’t look back. Do you really think someone will wait for you to turn


    back behind you all your life? Isn’t that too confident of you?”


    Fredric burned in rage while listening to Neil. Due to his intoxication, his fist stopped listening to him,


    and he brought it up to throw it at Neil.


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    Zephyr stared dumbly at the row of pregnancy test kits in front of him. Big and small, thick and thin,


    each kit showed two red lines.


    Cordelia came out of the bathroom. She had just taken a shower. Before that, she had tested on all the


    pregnancy test kits and passed them to Zephyr for him to wait for the result.


    The result she saw was the man sitting glumly on the couch.


    “Darling, what’s the matter?” She went over gently to sit beside him.


    Zephyr looked up at her. “Honey, you…”


    Cordelia saw the row of double red lines.


    “Ah!” She could not help eximing in delight, “I have a baby? I really do!?”


    Zephyr was still a little stunned.


    Cordelia carefully checked each pregnancy test kit and ensured she did not miss one before throwing


    herself at him like an excited bunny. She hugged him andughed and cried in his arms.


    Zephyr wore a helpless smile as his thumb brushed her smooth face to wipe away her tears. His mood


    was still gloomy, though.


    How did this happen?


    His frown was knitted tightly as he recalled the times they had been together recently.


    Thest time Nichs taught him that they could not do it often if they wanted a child. He had to keep it


    all in to give it a shot in one go. He did not want a child, though, so he did the opposite—they did it


    frequently, and he kept nothing in…


    Was that how?


    Zephyr bit his lips, wanting to run himself into the wall. Was he stupid? How could he do the opposite in


    something like this!?


    “Darling, we’re having a baby soon!” The girl in his arms smiled in bliss.


    Cordelia was feelingpletely different from him. She had been fretting about her weak health and


    difficulty in getting pregnant.


    She really wanted a child—a child who was the flesh and blood of her and the man she loved, a child


    who could look as good as Zephyr.


    Moreover, the Hamerton elders would not say anything for the time being if she really could not bear a


    baby, but they could not hold against time and the pressure of gossip outside. Those would turn the


    kindness the elders showered on her into criticism of her infertility.


    It was always women who had to shoulder this pressure in a marriage.


    That was why Cordelia felt blissful, delighted, and thrilled.


    It was just that her husband did not seem too enthusiastic.


    “Darling.” She looked up at him. “What’s wrong?”


    “Darling?” She held his face. “Are you unhappy?”


    “No, of course not.” Even if Zephyr was really unhappy, he would never bring any negative emotions to


    her.


    “Then why are you spacing out?”


    “I was just thinking that…” Zephyr dipped his head and wrapped some of her hair around his finger.


    “Someone used to say that she really wanted to spend alone time with me longer!”


    ‘Oh, so it is really because of the baby.’ Cordelia chuckled dryly. The cause of men’s jealousy


    disregarded age and gender… even when it was this embryo in her womb.


    Cordelia kept a straight face and told him seriously, “In that case… someone also used to tell me that


    he really wanted a child. One isn’t enough, he wants four. Two boys and two girls so that the kids have


    company!”


    Zephyr feigned oblivion. “Who said that? Mustn’t be me. I surely wouldn’t be like that!”


    Just when Cordelia wanted to punch him, the phone rang.


    “Hello, is this Mr. and Mrs. Hamerton?”


    “Mm, yes,” Cordelia answered politely. “May I know who’s speaking?”


    “The police station,” replied the person on the line.