Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 158

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Thinking about his career and the child’s future, Aubrey couldn’t shake off the unease and guilt. “Damon, I’m so sorry to you and the baby. Because of my dad, it’s made things…”

Damon cut her off. “That was your dad’s fault. It has nothing to do with you.”

“How can it not?” Aubrey lowered her head, gently wiping away the lingering tears, her voice heavy with emotion. “Your future and career are so bright. and I’ve obviously affected them, held you back.”

Damon stood up and sat next to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her onto his lap.

Aubrey sat on his lap and leaned against his chest, falling silent.

Damon gently stroked Aubrey’s hair, pressed his lips to the top of her head, and kissed her deeply, the excitement in his heart still not subsiding.

“Damon…” Aubrey said, her voice heavy with concern, “I’ve taken so much antidepressant medication. Will the baby be healthy?”

Damon stiffened, his expression clouding over.

After a long silence, he soothed her gently, “Don’t be scared. It’ll be alright. We’ll go to the doctor tomorrow and ask.”

Just then, Mrs. Quinn approached and said politely, “Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood. Would you like to take the pregnancy–supporting pills the traditional medicine doctor prescribed now?”

Damon responded, “Bring them over.”

Mrs. Quinn approached them, carrying a glass of lukewarm water and the unpackaged pills.

As Aubrey swallowed the medicine, Damon instructed Mrs. Quinn, “Please don’t mention Mrs. Hayes’s pregnancy to anyone.”

“Understood,” Mrs. Quinn replied, her eyes flickering with thought.

The herbal medicine was a bitter pill, meant to be chewed and swallowed, leaving a distinctly astringent taste.

Aubrey grimaced, her face contorting with discomfort as she took the medicine.

Damon held the water to Aubrey’s lips, helping her drink as he told Mrs. Quinn, “Bring some candy, please.”

Aubrey swallowed the water and quickly stopped him. “Don’t get any candy. I’m not a child.”

Damon handed the glass to Mrs. Quinn, gently wiped the corner of Aubrey’s mouth, and murmured softly with a tender gaze, “In my eyes, you’re more

delicate than a child.”

“No, I’m not!” Aubrey pouted, displeased.

Damon couldn’t resist kissing her flushed lips.

Aubrey quickly pushed him away, glancing nervously at Mrs. Quinn.

Mrs. Quinn, perceptive as ever, quickly turned and headed to the kitchen with the water glass.

Aubrey made a fist and gently tapped his arm, saying shyly, “There’s someone else in the house. Behave yourself.”

“This is why I don’t like having outsiders in the house,” Damon sighed softly, scooping her up into his arms.

Aubrey quickly hooked her arms around his neck. “Where are we going?”

“To the bedroom to kiss you.”

“Put me down. I can walk by myself.”

“Don’t move. I’m carrying you back to the room.”

Aubrey didn’t argue with him, letting his strong arms carry her into the bedroom.

He kept fussing over her as he walked. “Be careful when you walk from now on, pay attention to safety when you go out, don’t overwork yourself, try to put aside all your work, and take good care of yourself at home.”

That night, Damon was too excited to sleep.

After Aubrey fell asleep, Damon went online to research early pregnancy symptoms and care.

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He also ordered a stack of books online about pregnancy, childbirth, postpartum recovery, and parenting.

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He was always eager to learn; if he didn’t understand something, he’d read books and watch videos, never blindly feeling his way around.

The next morning, Damon didn’t go to work; instead, he accompanied Aubrey to the hospital for a check–up and to ask the doctor about the effects of taking antidepressants before pregnancy.

The doctor couldn’t say for sure whether the medication had any impact, since some antidepressants didn’t explicitly state the risk of causing fetal malformations. In clinical cases, many pregnant women with depression took medication during pregnancy and gave birth to healthy children who were completely unaffected, but there were also cases of poor development. The doctor’s conclusion was: observe fetal development, perform prenatal screening, and let nature take its course.

Hearing the doctor’s words, Aubrey and Damon both breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy weight in their hearts finally lifted

They returned from the hospital.

As the car approached Blackwood Crescent, a familiar figure stood in front of the gate.

Damon slammed on the brakes, staring at Ryan by the gate, his eyes darkening.

“What’s Ryan doing here?” Aubrey asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Stay here. Don’t get out,” Damon said, unbuckling his seatbelt and stepping out of the car.

Ryan, his face dark with anger, stormed towards their car. He glared at Aubrey and shouted, “Aubrey, where are my wife and kids? Are they at your place?”

Damon quickly stepped in front of him, his eyes cold. “Your wife and kids aren’t at our house.”

Ryan scoffed, placing his hands on his hips to compose himself. Suppressing his rage, he said, “Damon, Aubrey is tearing my family apart. Can’t you do something about her?”

Damon, his patience worn thin, retorted, “If your family is falling apart, it’s your own damn fault. Bree has nothing to do with it.”

“If she hadn’t told Sierra, if she hadn’t stirred things up, if she hadn’t deliberately provoked her, Sierra wouldn’t have known about Lily and me, and she wouldn’t have cared about these trivial matters.”

Damon’s brow furrowed in exasperation. He stared at Ryan, speechless and utterly annoyed.

“Aubrey Hayes has so much baggage, but I’ve never said a bad word about her to you,” Ryan Carter raged, pointing at Aubrey in the car, and accusing Damon, “She’s got a mother who favors sons over daughters, a leech of a brother, and a father in jail. Did I ever tell you that? She’s got depression too, did I ever mention it? Now it’s great, she tells Sierra everything she sees, who knows how she exaggerates it, leading to my family falling apart.”

Damon scoffed, utterly disappointed, “You knew all this, but never told me anything. It’s not because you’re so noble, but because you never considered me a true friend. On the contrary, Bree treats Sierra like a best friend, a sister. If she sees anything unfair to Sierra, she’ll definitely speak up. If you don’t want anyone to know, then don’t do it in the first place. You better weigh your own actions before blaming others.”

Ryan knew he was in the wrong, but he didn’t think he had done anything wrong. He still felt that his actions had never betrayed his wife and children. It was Aubrey Hayes being nosy, and Sierra being petty, that caused him to face the situation of his family falling apart. He was even angrier that Damon valued a woman over their friendship.

‘Call Sierra out here. She has no family, no one in New Haven City. Where else would a woman go with her kid, if not to you?”

Aubrey overheard their conversation and felt a sense of unease. She pulled out her phone and dialed Sierra’s number.

The phone was off.

Her anxiety grew, and she unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and got out.

Ryan saw her get out of the car and quickly approached her.

Damon reacted swiftly, grabbing Ryan’s arm, yanking him back, and sending him stumbling a couple of steps. He stood in front of Aubrey, his face dark, his eyes sharp. Each word was like a shard of ice: “Stay away from her.”

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