Violet held her forehead, her heart inexplicably feeling indescribable.
Why did this bizarre scenario come to her mind when she just had a headache?
“Mrs. Murphy, what's wrong with you?” Seeing Violet’s pale face, Bella asked with concern.
Violet shook her head, and said in a hoarse voice, “I'm fine, I just had a sudden headache, I'm fine now.”
“Let's go in first, then.” Bella was relieved to hear that.
Violet nodded in agreement.
Bella helped Violet to sit down on the sofa in the living room and was to to go pour her a glass of water.
Violet suddenly called out to Bella, “Bella, you heard the argument between me and Stanley just now, right?”
Bella nodded.
“Then do you think that it was really my mother who ran over and killed Stanley's parents?” Violet looked at her hopefully.
Bella's eyes dodged, “How would I know about such things?”
She had just stood watching from a short distance while the two were arguing.
She could see that Stanley wasn't lying, but likewise, Violet didn't look like she was either.
It was true that her mother did not have a red car.
Since the truth was still to be found out, Bella thought she’d better shut up.
Violet understood Bella's concerns and did not continue to ask.
After Bella left, Violet curled up on the sofa, silently lost in thought.
She thought for a moment about Stanley saying her mother had hit her parents.
A moment later, she thought about Stanley saying he regretted falling in love with her and regretted marrying her.
Both thoughts, tormenting her, were about to make her break down, and she didn't even know what to do.
Violet lost sleeps this night, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled of these thought, and she couldn't sleep peacefully at all.
The next day, she got to work after dropping her two children off at the kindergarten.
Jessie excitedly pushed open her office door, holding a very high-end looking magazine, “Violet, here is the Century magazine, come and take a look.”
Violet forced a smile, but in the next second, she felt onto the desk, unconscious.
“Violet?” Jessie was startled and threw the magazine in her hand away, rushing up to check on Violet's condition.
Seeing that Violet was unconscious, she was even more anxious and shouted, “Someone, call an ambulance.”
Soon, Violet was taken to the ambulance.
Jessie went up with her as a chaperone.
Coincidentally, the ambulance was from the same hospital where Violet did her paternity test yesterday.
As Violet was wheeled into the emergency room, Jessie stood outside the emergency room, pacing worriedly.
After an unknown amount of time, the emergency room finally opened.
A doctor came out from inside and Jessie hurried to come forward, “Doctor, how is my friend?”
“She is fine, she just got not enough rest lately, coupled with mental stress and malnutrition, she passed out. Luckily the baby in her belly is all right, but she has to take care of it in the future.” The doctor said as he took off his mask.
Jessie was confused before she found her voice, “What did you just say? A baby in her belly? She is pregnant?”
“Yes, exactly one and a half months.” The doctor nodded, turned to leave regardless of the dumbfounded Jessie.
Jessie blinked and looked at the emergency room and then in the direction the doctor had left, finally accepting the fact that Violet was pregnant.
Jessie forced a smile on her face, “Why are you pregnant at this time?”
It was only logical that she should be happy that Violet was pregnant.
But the timing of Violet's pregnancy was not right, because Mr. Murphy's attitude towards Violet changed drastically. What should the baby do if they separated?
What a headache!
Jessie patted her head and then she saw Violet being pushed out.
Jessie followed along and went to the ward to take care of Violet.
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