Cherie had deliberated for the entire day and in the end, she decided to find Boyle to discuss the pregnancy.
She was pregnant and Boyle had responsibility for it.
It would be no use if she kept acting cowardly.
Boyle was the father of the baby. He had the right to know about it.
After arriving at Greentown Condominium, Cherie rang the doorbell but no one answered. Cherie figured that Boyle had not come home yet.
She sat by the emergency exit staircase and quietly waited for Boyle.
While she was waiting for him, she thought of the various scenarios on how Boyle would react. Boyle would probably give her a stack of money for abortion or perhaps, he might take responsiblity of the baby?
However, no matter what presumptions she had in mind, she did not seem to want to brace herself to accept it.
She rubbed her hand against her flat belly. She looked down to the ground and mumbled, “Baby, please don’t be angry at me if I decide not to keep you. Please forgive me, okay?”
She was only eighteen. If she were to leave university to be a single mother, Heaton would probably beat her to death.
She did not dare to put her life on the line to take care of the baby.
Ding.
The doors of the elevator opened.
The sound drew her attention. It was Boyle.
She took a deep breath and stood up. However, just as she was about to leave the emergency exit, she hesitated.
Was it appropriate to come and find him without notifying him beforehand?
After all, they had officially broken up two weeks ago.
Just as she was contemplating whether to approach Boyle about the baby, another elevator arrived at the same floor. The doors swung open and a lady rushed out of the elevator.
“Boyle!”
Boyle was about to enter his house when he heard someone calling him from behind. As he turned around, he saw Natalie approaching him.
Boyle frowned. “Did you follow me?”
Natalie intentionally wore high heels today. As she walked toward him, she bent her ankle on purpose and stumbled into Boyle’s arms.
Cherie stood behind the emergency exit door while holding tight onto the door. Her eyes flared in anger as she witnessed this scene.
Why did Natalie come to Boyle’s house? What was she planning to do?
Natalie smiled shyly and answered, “I wanted to consult you on something. My basics in advanced mathematics are fairly poor and hence, I didn’t get a good result in my final exams. Although it’s up to the mark, there’s still a long way to go if I wish to get a scholarship. I wish to get a scholarship every year like you did.”
Boyle was about to say that he was busy. However, as he lifted his gaze, he noticed a petite figure behind the emergency exit door.
‘It’s Rie. Is she here because she misses me?”
His heart wavered. However, he regained his composure in no time with his rational thoughts.
If she wished to coquettishly persuade him to reconcile with her, he doubted he would be able to resist it.
He could not bring himself to be cold-hearted toward her. His heart melted instantly just by the sight of her.
Natalie deliberately dolled herself up today. She was pretty confident with her looks. Although her looks were not stunning, she had exquisite facial features which captivated people’s hearts. As Boyle did not turn her down, she continued, “I know you’re a kind and helpful person. You’ll definitely help me, right?”
She lifted her chin and stared at him with a doe-eyed look.
Boyle did not feel like teaching Natalie. However, he wanted Cherie to drop the idea of reconciling with him.
Boyle nodded and opened the door for her. “Let’s talk inside.”
Natalie was quite surprised. She did not expect Boyle to invite her into his house.
They went inside and the door was closed.
Cherie stood rooted to the spot. As she saw Natalie’s face lit up with a broad smile, tears started rolling down her cheeks.
She came to realize that he could be gentle to any girls and invite them to his house if he wanted to.
She thought that she was special to him. He pampered her, doted on her and took care of her. At the very least, he did like her back then.
However, she finally understood that she was no different from Natalie or Layla.
Why did she have such wishful thoughts, thinking that he would take the responsibility of the child if he knew she was pregnant?
She caressed her belly with her trembling hands. Drops of tears fell rapidly to the ground as she lowered her head.
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