Chapter 763 Failed
“Sorry, Mom,” Tiffany said. Kate looked at Derrick and took a deep breath. She wanted to curse, but she held it back. “You don’t need to apologize, Silly. We’re a family. We can always go for IVF or look for surrogate mothers. I know a few people in Anglandur who provide these services,” Kate said lovingly.
Tiffany looked at her. She saw the hatred in Kate’s eyes, of course, and forced a smile. “Thanks, Mom.” After they exchanged a few more words, Tiffany said, “I’m getting tired, Mom. I think I’ll go back to my room.”
“Sure,” Kate said gently. Derrick wanted to go with Tiffany, but Kate held his arm. “Derrick, it’s time to talk about getting a surrogate mother. You’re not young anymore. It’s time you get a kid.”
Derrick suppressed his impatience and said, “I’m going up to look at Tiff, Mom. I’m not in a hurry to get a kid. We’ll talk about this later.”
Kate’s face fell. “I relented for you, Derrick. Do you want me to die without seeing my grandkids?”
“Mom,” Derrick said weakly, “Tiffany’s not barren. It’s just hard for her to get pregnant. Don’t put any pressure on her. We’ll get a kid sooner or later. Medicine is so advanced these days. We’ll have a kid one way or the other.”
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“Then give me the exact time. When?” Kate demanded.
Derrick couldn’t answer that. “Eventually. We don’t have to get a surrogate mother.”
“No. You’ll get one. If Tiffany does get pregnant, then all the better. We can take care of a couple of kids.” Kate was in a hurry. “I’ll tell my contact in Anglandur and arrange the best Chanaean girl as the surrogate mother.”
“Maybe later. I need to leave now.” Derrick went upstairs despite his mother’s protests.
“Derrick!”
Derrick ignored her. He went into the bedroom and saw Tiffany curled up on the bed. His heart ached for her.
Derrick went and sat on the edge of the bed. He patted her head. “Tiff…”
Tiffany raised her head and looked at him. “Did you go with the plan?”
“You want me to get another woman pregnant?” Derrick answered with a question.
Tiffany got up and peered at him. “No.”
“Neither do I. Don’t worry about it. We’ll have a kid sooner or later,” Derrick said softly.
Tiffany nodded, but she was still looking pale.
“You wanna eat something? I’ll whip some stuff up for you.”
“No. Just stay with me.”
Derrick nodded. He took his shoes and socks off, then lay on the bed and pulled her into his embrace. “How about I sing you a song?”
Tiffany nodded.
Derrick hummed a tune. She listened to him and eventually drifted to sleep.
Derrick kissed her forehead. “You dummy.”
After Derrick went to work the next day, Terrence called Tiffany over to the lakeside.
He was holding his fishing rod, trying to fish for something.
Tiffany stood beside him dumbly. The fishing session went on for a long time. Eventually, Terrence pulled the rod back, but there was no fish in his bucket.
“Tiffany.”
“Grandpa.”
Terrence looked at her. “I thought you were a well-read woman when you first joined us. Most authors have that air about them. And that’s the part of you that I like.”
Tiffany listened quietly.
“But you know a well-read woman is not what we’re looking for. We want a fertile woman. Derrick’s mother told me you can’t get pregnant easily. So what are you going to do about it? Do you want Derrick to stay with you his whole life even when you might be barren?”
“I’ll take care of myself and try to get pregnant as soon as possible.”
“Okay, so when will it be?”
“I’ll get a divorce if I can’t get pregnant in three years.”
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