“The doctor meant that the chances of survival are slim, but she hasn’t miscarried yet.” Jefferson interrupted him, closing his eyes. “I’m aware of my own condition, so I know I don’t have much time left. I guess I’m not destined to have children. Nevertheless, I don’t want her to be with me anymore because I don’t want her to spend the rest of her life alone. I did all that not for Curtis’ sake but for the child’s sake. I love her and I don’t want her to be lonely.”
Life would be hard for someone who didn’t have anyone they could care for and depend on.
The last thing he wanted was for the woman he loved to experience the loneliness he felt in the first half of his life.
Ringo understood his employer’s intentions, so he remained silent.
He then utilized his connections and quickly got in contact with experienced gynecologists in Yartran.
One of the gynecologists was close to Jeremy and told him about what had happened.
Jeremy immediately stopped whatever he was doing and called Curtis.
“Curtis, are Rayna’s babies really Jefferson’s?”
“If you want to know, you can go and ask her!” Curtis replied coldly. He was in an extremely bad mood.
He was already frustrated enough with what happened last night, yet Jeremy had to call him and mention Rayna.
Jeremy said with a sigh, “Jefferson is such a lucky man. I heard Rayna’s having triplets. However, I heard she has a high chance of miscarriage. Jefferson got so worried that he even invited the royal doctors of Yartran to take care of her.”
Upon hearing that, Curtis, who was about to hang up the call, paused in his tracks.
“Is her situation very serious?”
Jeremy replied, “I guess so. I heard the probability of the babies surviving is minuscule. The doctor who examined her suggested that she undergoes surgery as quickly as possible. My friend also went to take a look and told me it’s highly plausible that Rayna is going to miscarry.”
A pause later, he lamented, “Jefferson is rather unlucky. As if it isn’t bad enough that his days are numbered, his hard-earned triplets might die before him.”
Curtis sneered coldly. “He has everything, and even if he does die, he’ll die without regrets. I can’t believe he and I were brought together by a woman even though we nearly spent our entire lives in two different worlds!”
Fate is really messed up!
Jeremy smiled. “If you despise him so much, why don’t you take over the Terblanc family? He must want to live, right? The drug was successfully developed, so you can use it as a bargaining chip.”
“There’s no need for that!”
Jeremy sighed. “I’d like to test the drug on him to see if I can earn myself a reputation.”
Curtis was rendered speechless.
Jeremy teased, “Say, Curtis, his kids should call you ‘uncle,’ right?”
Curtis did not reply to that.
He hung up the call with a grim expression before blocking Jeremy.
There were many matters to settle at work, so Curtis did not have the time to think about other things. He was busy with work the whole day and only returned home from the office at around nine o’clock.
As he advanced the stairs, he turned back to take a look and suddenly recalled Rayna kneeling stubbornly in the rain, pleading for his help.
Filled with frustration, Curtis swiped the keycard at the door and entered the building.
Lucky came prancing over, wagging its tail.
“I’m too busy to play.” Curtis waved the dog away indifferently.
He had ordered Gabriel to take Lucky away, but the dog was still staying at his place.
Curtis brewed himself a coffee. Just as he turned around, Lucky appeared in front of him.
It had a blue silk scarf in its mouth, wagging its tail at him fervently.
“Where did you get this?” Curtis took the blue silk scarf and realized it was the one Rayna wore when he saw the design.
Rayna had taken it with her, but it appeared at his place for some reason.
He gazed at the silk scarf for a long while before casting a glance at the coffee in his right hand, sighing deeply.
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