Chapter 4


    Chapter 4: She’s Pregnant


    Alva was admitted to the hospital’s obstetrics and gynecology department, and the test results soon


    came back that she was pregnant. She was six weeks along, or one and a half months.


    Candice took the checklist and her face blossomed like a flower.


    Alva’s mind was nk.


    A pregnancy…


    How did she get pregnant…?


    Uriah wore a condom every time they did it, so how could she have gotten pregnant?


    Alva’s heart trembled with disbelief, and yet she couldn’t hide her excitement.


    This was her child and his…


    Candice was ecstatic and impatiently called her husband and her friends to tell them the news.


    Alva, however, looked at her excitement with a heavy heart.


    Who does the child belong to when you get pregnant in the midst of a divorce?


    Her, the Irwin Family, or… should it be aborted?


    She suddenly clenched her fists.


    No, she couldn’t ept that she was pregnant!


    Alva immediately yelled, “Mother, I’m not pregnant!”


    Candice stared at her like she was an idiot. She had nothing to say to her daughter-inw now.


    Instead, she pulled out her phone.


    She tried to call Uriah because she didn’t know what was going on, but she couldn’t get through to his


    cell phone.


    Alva saw her mother-inw leave and knew it would be a


    problem if she didn’t tell her about the divorce.


    “Candice, Uriah and I are divorced. I can’t be pregnant!”


    Candice paused, “What did you say?”


    Marseille, France, Hyatt Hotel.


    York Colt took a call from Candice and then went to the


    hotel to look for Uriah.


    He was Uriah’s chief secretary.


    The door opened and Be appeared in the doorway wearing a sexy silk nightgown.


    York bowed, “Miss ir.”


    Be looked at him and said, “Go on in. President Irwin is in


    the closet.”


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    “Okay.”


    York went straight to the closet where Uriah stood in front of a full-length mirror, buttoning his shirt.


    The man’s finely carved features were God’s greatest masterpiece. His body adhered to the golden


    ratio, giving him the appearance of an unpolished gem. He had a pair of eyes as deep as the vast Milky


    Way, sometimes profound, sometimes treacherous.


    He knew the economy like the back of his hand. His body exuded the scent of a mature man, and he


    had the aura of


    sess. He was a priceless treasure that was full of charm.


    “What is it?”


    York said, “Your wife is pregnant.”


    The hand Uriah was using to mess with his cufflinks froze, and the atmosphere changed.


    Even Be, who was leaning against the door with her ss of wine, froze.


    A minuteter, York left and Be smirked. She gazed at Uriah mockingly, “Pregnant? Uriah, what are


    your


    intentions?”


    Uriah grabbed his zer and put it on, his tone as indifferent as ever, “It was an ident.”


    Be threw her wine ss on the floor, “ident? I kissed


    Verne Duke and you broke up with me, married some random woman, and now you’ve got that other


    woman pregnant. What do you take me for?”


    Her pride would not be trampled on like this!


    Especially not by Uriah!


    Uriah finally looked at her, his eyes wavering with a rare hint of tenderness, “Be, I gave you a


    chance.”


    Beughed, “So, that’s how you want to get back at me?”


    Uriah turned around and walked up to her. As he did, the small semnce of gentleness in his eyes


    had disappeared and his expression grew cold instead, “I said, it was an ident.”


    Be turned her face away, then turned back around two secondster. The anger on her face had


    faded, and a confident smile returned to her face, “Okay, I’ll pay for my former mistakes. Deal with it


    however you want. I won’t interfere. But remember just one thing. I, Be, can still live without you!”