Chapter 288: The Silent Storm
Her thoughts began to spiral into chaos. Her period… right, it seemed like it had been delayed for a long time, but she had been so busy that she ignored it.
A growing sense of unease tightened around her chest. She fought. against the rising nausea as she recalled the overlooked details.
Bella gently pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Yvonne’s face as pale as a sheet, her brows knitted tightly together, unable to speak
“What’s wrong?” Bella’s voice was filled with concern. She knelt
beside Yvonne and gently patted her back, trying to offer some
comfort.
Yvonne lifted her head, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, and her lips trembled slightly.
It seemed like she wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat.
Her hand gently rested on her lower abdomen, and the ominous. feeling grew stronger, like a heavy stone pressing down on her heart, making it hard to breathe.
“Are you pregnant?” Bella whispered, her voice barely audible, tinged with worry and speculation.
Yvonne shook her head, but her eyes were filled with confusion and
fear.
She wasn’t sure, but the feeling was becoming increasingly.
undeniable.
Her emotions were a tangled mess, not just because she suspected she might be pregnant, but also because she knew she might not be
ready to face the consequences.
Her mind drifted back to those days–when she and Benson lived on Wutong Road.
They had been intimate several times, and Benson had never taken any precautions. Even during their time at the hotel, he had been similarly careless.
Although she had taken precautions afterward, it was clear that the measures she took weren’t enough to completely ease her worries.
“I’ll go buy a test,” Bella said decisively, looking at Yvonne.
Yvonne gently held her hand, her voice trembling slightly, “I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow. I don’t want to make a big deal out of this. I’m afraid if Mom finds out, she’ll worry.”
Her voice was soft but laden with concern.
She had kept the divorce from her mother, and recently, her mother had been in good spirits, happy even. She didn’t want to upset her
with this.
But at the same time, the nagging sense of dread refused to leave her, like a dark cloud hanging overhead, ready to unleash a storm at
any moment.
Bella squeezed her hand gently, her brow furrowed with deep concern. “If you are pregnant, what are you going to do?”
Yvonne fell silent. She didn’t know how to answer.
Her thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, with this sudden possibility tearing through her mind.
She had never been one to shy away from problems, but now, she felt completely lost.
The next morning, the hospital corridor was filled with the smell of
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disinfectant.
Yvonne sat quietly on the bench outside the doctor’s office, her fingers tightly intertwined, knuckles white.
Her heart was racing as if it were about to leap out of her chest. All she could hear was her own breathing and the murmurs around her.
When the doctor called her name, she stood up almost mechanically, her steps heavy as she walked into the office.
When the doctor told her she was over two months pregnant, her mind went blank, and she froze in place.
She sat in the chair, feeling as if the orld was spinning around her, the sounds around her growing distant and faint.
She couldn’t hear what the doctor said next. All she felt was an overwhelming emptiness, a sense of helplessness and confusion flooding her entire being.
Megan clutched her hand tightly, her eyes filled with shock and worry. “How could this happen?”
Yes, how could this happen? Yvonne’s mind was in turmoil. When she loved him, he had been indifferent. Now that she had finally made up. her mind to leave, he began to care.
They were already divorced, but now, a child had come. It was as if fate was playing a cruel joke on her.
She had always thought of herself as someone who faced problems head–on, calmly finding solutions. But this time, she felt utterly
bewildered and powerless.
This child wasn’t just a problem; it was a living being.
She didn’t know how to face this sudden responsibility, nor was she sure if she had the strength to bear it.
Yvonne gently placed her hand on fer still flat belly, her mind a whin of confusion
Pregnant The news hit her like a boinb, sending shockwaves through
her heart.
Her state was terrible days of stress and exhaustion now weighing down on her like a taut string about to snap.
She didn’t go to work, abandoning all her responsibilities, instead curling up on her sofa at home, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Her eyes were unfocused, and her mind was in complete disarray.
It felt as though the world had drifted far away, leaving only the heavy burden and inescapable confusion behind.
The room was eerily quiet, the only sound the ticking of the clock.
Yvonne hugged a blanket tightly around herself, as if trying to find some warmth and security in its embrace.
Her hand kept moving to her belly, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions she couldn’t fully comprehend.
This unexpected life felt like a giant fissure, shattering the already fragile world she had tried to hold together.
When Bella found out Yvonne was really pregnant, she was filled with shock and concern.
She hurried over to Yvonne’s house, and when she saw how pale and fragile Yvonne looked, her heart,twisted with worry.
She sat beside Yvonne and spoke softly, “Yvonne, you should talk to Benson about this.”
Bella’s voice was cautious, as if she feared disturbing Yvonne’s thoughts.
Even though Bella didn’t like Benson, thinking he had always taken Yvonne’s feelings for granted, she knew this was an issue that
couldn’t be ignored.
She knew Benson’s feelings for Yvonne weren’t deep, but this was still their child.
If Benson found out Yvonne had secretly gotten rid of his child, who knows what kind of trouble he might cause?
Yvonne didn’t respond. She just sat there quietly, her eyes still vacant, staring into the distance.
Her mind was a tangled mess, but she knew Bella was right. However, could she really talk to Benson about this?
Bella saw her silence and felt a pang of anxiety.
She took Yvonne’s hand, trying to offer some warmth and support,
“Or, if you decide to have the baby, I’ll help you raise it. Whatever your choose, I’ll be there for you.”
Bella’s voice was gentle and steady. She lightly stroked Yvonne’s arm, hoping to give her a little comfort.
But she also knew that in such a major life decision, she couldn’t. offer Yvonne any clear advice.
All she could do was stand by her silently.
Ever since her brother and father passed away, Yvonne had made many important decisions on her own.
Whether it was choosing a career completely unrelated to art after graduating from art school or insisting on marrying Benson, these major decisions were hers alone.
She had never shied away from responsibility, and she had faced the growth and mistakes that came with her decisions with acceptance.
But now, faced with the issue of a child, she felt more helpless and lost than ever before.
A flicker of vulnerability crossed Yvonne’s eyes, and she whispered so softly it was almost inaudible, “I don’t know what to do.”
