My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 345

The day was nearly noon, and the gentle warmth of the autumn sun felt comforting to Candice.

Despite her inner unease, she countered Alex's suspicions, questioning, "What exactly are you suspecting? Sonia told you that I arranged a meeting with Xavier to seek revenge on Aether Corporation?"

With a contemptuous snort, she teased, "She's still as clueless as ever, isn't she?"

After concluding her remark, she shifted her target and said, "But then again, you aren't much better."

With those words, she ended the call and casually tossed her phone into her bag.

Hormonal and endocrine factors had caused Candice discomfort throughout her pregnancy, which had a negative impact on her mood.

While she could usually summon the energy to work and suppress her emotions, she found herself unable to contain her irritation and frustration at Alex's comment.

Upon returning to the villa at lunchtime, Candice found herself alone.

After preparing a meal for herself, she dove into her work.

With only one step left to finalize the contract with Jessica, Candice aimed to complete the review that afternoon.

She became so engrossed in her tasks that she lost track of time, only realizing it was dusk when she finally finished everything.

As she rose from her seat, the door to the study swung open. Hanley entered, carrying a cup of warm water.

"Have you finished your work? It's time for dinner," he said, offering her the cup. "It's raining outside again. Have some warm water for now."

Accepting the cup, Candice took a sip, feeling the comforting warmth flow down her throat.

As they headed out together, Hanley casually asked, "Did you and Yana go to the hospital this morning?"

"Yeah, we did. Hannah asked us to deliver some things," Candice nodded and asked, "How did you find out?"

"Hannah called me this afternoon," Hanley remarked, his gaze meaningfully directed at Candice.

Upon receiving Hannah's call, Hanley instinctively wanted to shield Candice's pregnancy,

thinking Hannah wouldn't handle the news well.

To his surprise, Hannah had scolded him instead.

"Do you even know how to care for a pregnant woman?" she had berated him. "Look at how thin Candy is. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're withholding her wages! And stop bugging me with trivial matters."

"Who the child's father is—does it matter? Getting a two-for-one offer is an absolute steal. If you dare to allow my future niece or nephew to slip through your fingers, I'll show you what I'm capable of."

Even though Hanley was aware that Hannah's character was erratic, he never imagined she would be so out of control. What she did get right was that it didn't matter who had fathered the child. Hanley, at least, did not place much value on the child.

He'd never contemplated dating or marrying before. If it was Candice, though—Hanley's heart skipped a beat as he raised his gaze to her.

Hanley smiled and concluded that Hannah wasn't altogether wrong. Why should she agree to be with him if he didn't initiate the relationship?

Due to Candice's heightened sensitivity to smells, Hanley made a deliberate effort not to cook anything with a strong odor.

Nadia protested, "Why are we not allowed to eat bouillabaisse? It has been a while since we had it."

However, Hanley persisted, "It has a strong odor. The scent of fish has been bothering me lately."

Candice was ready to explain in response to Nadia's vehement opposition. When she caught Hanley's glance, where he gently shook his head at her, she refrained from speaking.

After dinner, as they cleaned up together, Candice finally broached the topic, "You want me to keep it a secret from them?"