She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 561

Rowan Jameson had just stepped out of the Fairchild estate when he ran straight into Delilah and her entourage returning home.

Delilah's face instantly hardened the moment she saw him. Her eyes held not a shred of warmth, and her tone dripped with cold, distant formality. "Mr. Jameson, we've already received the wedding invitation for you and Jasmine. Let me be the first to offer my premature congratulations."

Rowan stiffened slightly. His dark, heavy gaze shifted to Lyra's pale face. "The only woman I have ever wanted to marry is your daughter. But she has never been willing to give me the chance."

Delilah didn't bother to reply. With a stony expression, she ushered her family through the door.

It wasn't until the sound of the departing car engine completely faded away, confirming Rowan was gone, that Lyra slowly walked over to Delilah's side. Delilah grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the bedroom, and furrowed her brow in utter frustration. "Just yesterday you said you were staying at Madeline's cousin's place. How is that man blocking our front door again today? Did you hear the nonsense coming out of his mouth?"

"Lyra, wake up. Stop holding out hope for him."

Terrified that Rowan would go back and check the clinic's surveillance footage, Lyra felt panic bubbling in her chest. "Mom, I just got a work notice. I have to fly to California. I won't be back for a while."

Delilah's tone turned entirely disappointed. "You talk about going abroad, but whether you're really going for work or just chasing Rowan around, only you know the truth."

Changing the subject, she brought up the younger ones in the family. "Your little nephew fusses more and more every time he gets his shots. It takes several of us just to hold him down. And your niece is already toddling around... Time flies so fast. Lyra, it's time you found a decent man to settle down with. Stop getting entangled with a man who already has a fiancée, before his family shows up at our door to humiliate us again."

Lyra listened quietly to her mother's earnest lecture. Suddenly, her plan to flee the country and give birth in secret felt incredibly fragile.

She silently asked herself: Lyra, what the hell are you doing? Have you completely lost your mind?

How was she going to handle her prenatal checkups?

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