Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 682

Harriet reached out and patted Emma’s belly again, smiling. “You tried for so many years, even went through two rounds of IVF, and suffered so much without getting pregnant. This baby is a gift from heaven. If you reject him, aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?”

“If you don’t want him, give him to me after he’s born. I’ll raise him. I promise, little one, your godmother will make sure you’re plump and happy.”

Emma couldn’t stand it anymore and impatiently swatted her hand away.

Harriet knew Emma wasn't stupid, just blinded by love and temporarily irrational.

She sat up straight, picked a large, ripe orange from the fruit basket, and began peeling it nonchalantly.

“Emma, think carefully about what I’ve said. We’ve been friends for years; I’ve never led you astray.”

Harriet finished peeling the orange and handed a slice to Emma.

Emma chewed on the fruit in silence, clearly contemplating Harriet’s words.

Truthfully, Harriet was right. Divorcing now would just be handing everything over to that woman, Carol.

Although Frank currently refused to acknowledge Eden and Vanessa, they were still his biological children. If he had no other heirs, he would eventually have to recognize them.

She had worked so hard alongside Frank all these years. Why should another woman and her illegitimate children get to reap the rewards?

Harriet stayed with Emma at the hospital all afternoon.

Emma’s mood visibly stabilized, and she even cooperated with the doctors for an ultrasound.

When Frank received the ultrasound report, his hands trembled with excitement.

“The baby isn’t even the size of a soybean yet. Save the excitement for when it’s actually born,” Harriet remarked dryly.

Frank composed himself, set the report aside, and handed her a share transfer agreement.

“Here’s the 15% I promised you.”

“The doctor did an ultrasound today. The baby is very healthy. In another two months, we’ll be able to know if it’s a boy or a girl. Emma, would you prefer a boy or a girl?”

Emma instinctively pulled her hand away, her face cold. “I haven’t decided if I’m keeping this child yet.”

Frank’s expression changed abruptly.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably. He fought to control himself, trying to keep his voice steady. “Emma, what will it take for you to have our baby?”

Emma said, “You already have a son and a daughter. You don’t need this one.”

“I only want our child,” Frank’s voice cracked.

“Fine. Then give him all the assets under your name,” Emma said sarcastically.

“If I transfer all my assets to the baby’s name, you’ll have him? Is that it?” Frank grabbed Emma’s hand excitedly, nodding repeatedly. “Okay, I’ll have my lawyer handle it immediately.”