Chapter 19 Yvette Is Pregnant?
I looked up at Madam Young, not understanding what she wanted me to do. She stood up with Mr. Zachary’s assistance, watched a fish swim around in the pavilion’s pond for a moment, and then said, “Tomorrow morning, have Mr. Zachary take you to the hospital.”
“Hospital? What for?” I was puzzled and looked at her as I spoke.
She had a calm and gentle expression as she said softly, “You’ll know when you get there. Alright now, you’ve been standing for so long. You must be tired. Go back and rest.”
Madam Young had Mr. Zachary escort me out of the old house. As we were leaving, I saw Idris‘ car
parked outside. He was getting out of the car and opening the passenger door for someone.
Seeing Moore get out of the car made my heart sink. What was Idris doing, bringing her to the old manor? Was it because of her pregnancy?
Both of them noticed me as they were about to enter the house. Idris frowned slightly and then walked over to me. He stood in front of me and asked, “Why are you here?”
I shifted my gaze away from Moore and looked at him sarcastically. “Despite being the daughter–in- law of the Youngs, am I not entitled to visit the family home?”
Sensing the displeasure in my voice, Idris frowned slightly. His voice was low and restrained as he said, “Grandma asked me to bring her here.”
I said nothing and looked at Moore, who was full of arrogance. She looked at me with threats in her eyes, as if she was the real daughter–in–law of the Youngs.
“Iddy, let’s go in. We shouldn’t keep Grandma waiting,” she said, no longer bothering to maintain a distance from Idris like she used to in front of me. She moved closer to him and coaxed him to forget
about me.
He did not respond to her. He just looked at me and said, “Go back to Clearwater Residence and wait
for me.”
I did not respond. I gave them both an indifferent look and calmly left the old manor.
In the car, Mr. Zachary was driving while I stared out of the window. He glanced at me several times, seeming like he wanted to say something but was hesitating.
I turned my attention back to him and said, “Mr. Zachary, if you have something to say, just say it.”
Caught off guard, Mr. Zachary flashed me an awkward smile before turning serious, “Mrs. Young, I heard Ms. Moore is pregnant with Mr. Idris‘ child. Madam Young probably invited her to the old house to inquire about this matter. You…”
my
“I know,” I interrupted, looking at his concerned face. “Mr. Zachary, thank you for telling me.”
He nodded and sighed. “You should be careful. Your sister is no simple woman.”
I was not stupid. Mr. Zachary would not bring this up for no reason. Only Moore could be responsible for the events from five years ago being suddenly brought to light. She must have taken this information to Madam Young, sure that the Youngs would no longer accept me. Moreover, she was pregnant. Once I was out of the picture, she could naturally be with Idris.
Idris had asked me to wait for him at Clearwater Residence, but he never came back. That night, he did not return, and there was no word from him.
I looked at Mr. Zachary, still puzzled, “Mr. Zachary, these tests…”
He did not answer. He simply looked at me and said, “Mrs. Young, we need to go see Madam Young
He did not say anything else, so naturally, I could not probe further. I could only follow him downstairs, still puzzled.
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