Harriet didn’t know how long she had been drowsy and dizzy for, but when she woke up she could see the sunset and that no one else was inside the ward.
She got up from the bed with great difficulty and as soon as she opened the door she heard the quiet murmurs of two nurses gossiping in the corridor.
“I’ve noticed that these rich men always seem to have more than one girlfriend. This one man clearly brought one girl here to the hospital and then later he goes to another girl’s ward. I really don’t know which one is his real girlfriend.” One of the nurses said quite outraged by what she witnessed.
The other nurse waved her arms and replied in an unsurprised tone.
“His real girlfriend is obviously that patient Miss Jones, Harriet is a celebrity. For people in his kind of wealthy circle, no matter how much fame someone has in the end they are just a celebrity. What family in the world could compare to the social standing that the Jones’s family has? Famous people are just someone for them to have fun with and nothing more.”
“However when I saw Mr. Smith help her get here he seemed to really be worried about her…”
Harriet didn’t want to listen anymore so opened the door fully and said, “Where is Wesley?”
The nurses looked embarrassed and hurriedly pointed in the direction of where he was, “He is down there in room number 203.”
After Harriet started walking in that direction along the corridor, the two nurses chased after her.
“Wait, Miss Clark, your body…”
The door of room 203 was not closed and Sandra’s voice which was full of disbelief was heard inside, “What did you say? Pregnant?”
Harriet stopped and then heard Louisa’s voice full of joy, “I’m pregnant? Really?”
Wesley also stood quietly on the side; however Louisa clearly didn’t care about her so called fiancé. She stroked her belly relieved but then a second later looked slightly woeful.
“Colin, you are going to be a father…”
Harriet listened and felt a pain in her heart; her brother finally woke up in the hospital, so how could it be possible that he is dead?
Wesley saw a woman at the door and as soon as he saw her bare feet stepping on the cold marble floor he frowned and opened the door wide.
“Why are you not wearing shoes?”
Is this really what was important right now?
Harriet replied rather coldly as she looked over Wesley at Louisa, “Is it Colin’s child?”
Before Louisa could answer, Sandra stared at her angrily and shouted, “What are you talking about? If it had not been for your shameless brother then my daughter wouldn’t have turned out like this!”
Harriet narrowed her eyes, “Can you please talk with a little more respect. I think we know who the shameless one is, following Louisa’s immoral behaviour, it was definitely her who seduced him first, otherwise why would she go to my brother’s school?”
“You!”
“Enough, can both of you stop arguing!” Louisa crumbled slightly and covered her ears, “I don’t want to listen anymore! In any case Colin and I are seriously in love, no one is able to split us up.”
After she said this she turned her head towards Wesley and said, “Wesley, have you found Colin yet?”
Harriet felt slightly moved by this all. Although she didn’t really like Louisa that much, inside this woman’s stomach had the child of her brother in. Therefore she was not able to let her know the truth in case she reacted badly and therefore possibly harmed the child. No matter what, this child was the last descendant of their bloodline.
“We are still looking for him.” She spoke first.
Louisa’s eyes were full of longing as she stroked her flat belly, “I believe that Colin will definitely love our baby.”
As soon as Sandra heard this she said furiously, “You are not keeping this child!”
After she said this she hurriedly apologized to Wesley, “Wesley, I’m so sorry for this preposterous thing that has happened to Louisa, however don’t worry, we will make her have an abortion and then…”
Harriet sneered when she heard this and then intercepted her words, “And then what? You don’t actually think that Wesley is willing to be the husband of a woman who has slept with someone else?”
Sandra’s faced turned deathly pale and raised her hand to hit her, however her arm was then grabbed by Wesley.
As she thought about Wesley’s warning, Sandra’s faced turned very sour, and her lips trembled unconsciously as she said, “Wesley… what are you doing? What does this mean?”
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