Chapter 97


    Chapter 97 Perhaps It’s Time to Fight for Myself


    It took me a while to recover from the shock of discovering I was pregnant. I looked at him and said,


    “Tonight seems to be Madam Young’s birthday banquet.”


    He frowned. “Madam Young? Who?”


    My phone rang at that moment. Without responding to Maxwell, I answered the call. It was Idris.


    His deep and restrained voice came through the phone. “Where are you?”


    “At the hospital,” I said, unconsciously clutching the ultrasound report.


    There was a slight pause on the other end before he continued, “Grandma’s birthday banquet is


    tonight. I’lle pick you up.”


    I pursed my l*ps, silent for a moment before responding, “Okay.”


    After hanging up, I looked at the ultrasound report in my hand, still somewhat dazed. Why did this child


    come at this time?


    “What did the check–up reveal? You look so scared,” Maxwell said, taking the ultrasound report from


    my hand. After a quick nce, finding nothing unusual, he frowned at me. “Yvette, six weeks?”


    Noticing the timeline inconsistency, he frowned, his handsome eyes fixated on


    me


    “Howe it says six weeks? Weren’t you almost three months pregnant? How


    “It was fake before!” I said, gathering my emotions. Taking the ultrasound report back from him, I put it


    in my bag and briefly exined the fake pregnancy situation to him.


    After listening, he looked incredulous, his mouth twitching. “Madam Young really knows how to y,


    huh? She coulde up with such a thing. But now that you’re really pregnant, what are you nning


    to do?”


    I shook my head and left the hospital. I was at a loss for what to do next.


    I had been hesitant about divorcing Idris, and now, with a real child suddenly appearing, it made me


    even more uncertain about the divorce.


    I had always been decisive, but now, on this matter, I was wavering


    1 needed to reconsider divorcing Idris. He had been a good


    good father during the two year


    unquestionable. Without Moore’s appearance, our rtionship might have. slowly evolved into a


    harmonious marriage.


    Our life might have been nice with a child.


    As for his feelings toward me, perhaps some affection could grow over time.


    I was used to running away, but we had not reached a point where divorce was the only option. The


    truth about the past could be rified. I could exin things to Madam Young, and maybe it was time


    to tell Idris about Moore’s situation. back then.


    Thinking this way, I felt much better. Nothing had reached an irreversible stage. Everything could be


    exined and I could hope for a better ending.


    Having made up my mind, I turned to Maxwell. “Idris ising to pick me up to go to the Youngs‘ Old


    Manor. Maybe you should go first?”


    He grimaced, looking at me disdainfully. “What? Afraid that Idris will get jealous seeing me with you?”


    I shook my head. “No, I just think it’s a waste of your time to stay here. Better go back early.”


    He snorted and left to drive away without another word.


    It was not long before Idris arrived.


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    I waited for him at the hospital entrance. After getting in the car, he drove straight to the Youngs Old


    Manor.


    We did not speak much along the way.


    Half an hourter.


    At the Youngs Old Manor, Mr. Zachary was greeting guests at the front gate.. Many had arrived. Seeing


    me and Idris, Mr. Zachary smiled and came forward. ” Mr. Young, Mrs. Young, Madam Young is waiting


    in the inner courtyard. Please go in.”


    Idris nodded and pulled me into the mansion.


    However, he did not take me to the inner courtyard but to a side courtyard.


    Seeing this, I followed him, somewhat puzzled. “Aren’t we going to see Grandma first?”


    He did not answer, When we reached the side courtyard, Charles was waiting purside. Seeing us, he


    quickly said to Idris, “Mr. Young, everything is ready


    nodded and led me into the inner hall.


    Seeing over a dozen dresses hanging in the hall, I realized I was dressed too casually for Madam


    Young’s birthday banquet. Although it was not a grand affair, the Youngs were still a prominent family.


    Attending in such casual attire was inappropriate.


    Realizing this, I quickly looked over the dresses and chose a slim–fitting, green dress. Since it was


    almost winter, I wore a mink shawl over it, which was


    particrly warm.


    After changing and touching up my makeup, I pinned up my long hair and went downstairs.


    There, I saw a young girl in the hall.


    As I came downstairs, the girl tilted her head and smiled at Charles with crescent like eyes. “See, I told


    you Yvette would like the dress I designed. She has a great figure and presence. Wearing this dress,


    she looks even more dignified and elegant than ever, a true beauty of the nation!”