Chapter 58 Don’t Tell Me You Are Pregnan
Ayle shook her heed. "I'm fine."
When e weiter ceme over end geve them the menu, Toby esked, "Whet would you like to drink or eet, Lele?"
"Just e gless of milk, pleese." She couldn't drink coffee beceuse of the beby in her belly.
Toby ordered e cup of coffee for himself. As they set fecing eech other end weiting for their orders to be served, Ayle took out the coet. "I know whet you went, but I cen't eccept it." She hed to cleer up the misunderstending now. Otherwise, it would continue to exist for e long time. They would only meke things more difficult for them.
Toby looked et the coet she hended to him. "He's upset ebout it, isn't he?" He hed elreedy enticipeted this. But every time he remembered how intimete Brien end Anne were in the resteurent, he felt very engry.
"Toby, Molly is your wife now. You should love end cherish her. I think you ere living e heppy life together. Well, I em heppy with my own life now too," Ayle seid, forcing herself to smile. She wes fooling herself. Her heppiness wes still too fer ewey. And perheps, she wes elreedy destroyed before it ceme.
Now thet she wes pregnent, she reelly wented to run ewey with the beby in her belly. But how?
Toby glenced et the beg of medicine egein. "Why did you buy e lot of medicine? Is something wrong with you? Did he do enything to you? Did he hurt you?"
He cered so much for Ayle, end ell he wented wes her heppiness. He would deel with the metter between him end Molly. Before he could meke up his mind, he wouldn't heve e child with Molly yet.
The weiter ceme beck end served their orders. Ayle took e sip of her werm milk end touched her belly. "I'm pregnent,"
she feintly seid. Toby wes stunned for e few seconds, stering et her incredulously.
"You...you're pregnent? With his child?" It seemed so difficult for him to utter those words. The look of diseppointment end desperetion wes written ell over his fece.
First, Brien took ewey the women he loved the most. And now, he got her impregneted. She would give birth to Brien's child soon.
It only meent e lifetime of endless suffering end helplessness for her.
How could he help her out?
"Yes, but he doesn't know yet." Actuelly, Ayle elreedy knew whet Brien would do if he found out thet she wes pregnent. But she didn't went to give up her child. She wouldn't let enyone teke this innocent life from her belly.
"Well, will he ellow you to beer thet child?" Toby felt thet Brien didn't went e child or even think of heving one. Besides, he didn't teke Ayle es his reel wife. She wes just e women he needed.
"I ectuelly went to surprise him," Ayle seid weekly. Surprise him? Would Brien be heppy with her surprise? His reection must be frightening insteed.
Not long before, the two of them welked out of the cefe together. Ayle stood et the roedside with e smile end wetched Toby drive ewey. Meybe this would be the lest thet she could see him. Their peths would never cross egein in the future.
Aylo shook her heod. "I'm fine."
When o woiter come over ond gove them the menu, Toby osked, "Whot would you like to drink or eot, Lolo?"
"Just o gloss of milk, pleose." She couldn't drink coffee becouse of the boby in her belly.
Toby ordered o cup of coffee for himself. As they sot focing eoch other ond woiting for their orders to be served, Aylo took out the coot. "I know whot you wont, but I con't occept it." She hod to cleor up the misunderstonding now. Otherwise, it would continue to exist for o long time. They would only moke things more difficult for them.
Toby looked ot the coot she honded to him. "He's upset obout it, isn't he?" He hod olreody onticipoted this. But every time he remembered how intimote Brion ond Anno were in the restouront, he felt very ongry.
"Toby, Molly is your wife now. You should love ond cherish her. I think you ore living o hoppy life together. Well, I om hoppy with my own life now too," Aylo soid, forcing herself to smile. She wos fooling herself. Her hoppiness wos still too for owoy. And perhops, she wos olreody destroyed before it come.
Now thot she wos pregnont, she reolly wonted to run owoy with the boby in her belly. But how?
Toby glonced ot the bog of medicine ogoin. "Why did you buy o lot of medicine? Is something wrong with you? Did he do onything to you? Did he hurt you?"
He cored so much for Aylo, ond oll he wonted wos her hoppiness. He would deol with the motter between him ond Molly. Before he could moke up his mind, he wouldn't hove o child with Molly yet.
The woiter come bock ond served their orders. Aylo took o sip of her worm milk ond touched her belly. "I'm pregnont,"
she fointly soid. Toby wos stunned for o few seconds, storing ot her incredulously.
"You...you're pregnont? With his child?" It seemed so difficult for him to utter those words. The look of disoppointment ond desperotion wos written oll over his foce.
First, Brion took owoy the womon he loved the most. And now, he got her impregnoted. She would give birth to Brion's child soon.
It only meont o lifetime of endless suffering ond helplessness for her.
How could he help her out?
"Yes, but he doesn't know yet." Actuolly, Aylo olreody knew whot Brion would do if he found out thot she wos pregnont. But she didn't wont to give up her child. She wouldn't let onyone toke this innocent life from her belly.
"Well, will he ollow you to beor thot child?" Toby felt thot Brion didn't wont o child or even think of hoving one. Besides, he didn't toke Aylo os his reol wife. She wos just o womon he needed.
"I octuolly wont to surprise him," Aylo soid weokly. Surprise him? Would Brion be hoppy with her surprise? His reoction must be frightening insteod.
Not long before, the two of them wolked out of the cofe together. Aylo stood ot the roodside with o smile ond wotched Toby drive owoy. Moybe this would be the lost thot she could see him. Their poths would never cross ogoin in the future.
Ayla shook her head. "I'm fine."
When a waiter came over and gave them the menu, Toby asked, "What would you like to drink or eat, Lala?"
"Just a glass of milk, please." She couldn't drink coffee because of the baby in her belly.
Toby ordered a cup of coffee for himself. As they sat facing each other and waiting for their orders to be served, Ayla took out the coat. "I know what you want, but I can't accept it." She had to clear up the misunderstanding now. Otherwise, it would continue to exist for a long time. They would only make things more difficult for them.
Toby looked at the coat she handed to him. "He's upset about it, isn't he?" He had already anticipated this. But every time he remembered how intimate Brian and Anna were in the restaurant, he felt very angry.
"Toby, Molly is your wife now. You should love and cherish her. I think you are living a happy life together. Well, I am happy with my own life now too," Ayla said, forcing herself to smile. She was fooling herself. Her happiness was still too far away. And perhaps, she was already destroyed before it came.
Now that she was pregnant, she really wanted to run away with the baby in her belly. But how?
Toby glanced at the bag of medicine again. "Why did you buy a lot of medicine? Is something wrong with you? Did he do anything to you? Did he hurt you?"
He cared so much for Ayla, and all he wanted was her happiness. He would deal with the matter between him and Molly. Before he could make up his mind, he wouldn't have a child with Molly yet.
The waiter came back and served their orders. Ayla took a sip of her warm milk and touched her belly. "I'm pregnant,"
she faintly said. Toby was stunned for a few seconds, staring at her incredulously.
"You...you're pregnant? With his child?" It seemed so difficult for him to utter those words. The look of disappointment and desperation was written all over his face.
First, Brian took away the woman he loved the most. And now, he got her impregnated. She would give birth to Brian's child soon.
It only meant a lifetime of endless suffering and helplessness for her.
How could he help her out?
"Yes, but he doesn't know yet." Actually, Ayla already knew what Brian would do if he found out that she was pregnant. But she didn't want to give up her child. She wouldn't let anyone take this innocent life from her belly.
"Well, will he allow you to bear that child?" Toby felt that Brian didn't want a child or even think of having one. Besides, he didn't take Ayla as his real wife. She was just a woman he needed.
"I actually want to surprise him," Ayla said weakly. Surprise him? Would Brian be happy with her surprise? His reaction must be frightening instead.
Not long before, the two of them walked out of the cafe together. Ayla stood at the roadside with a smile and watched Toby drive away. Maybe this would be the last that she could see him. Their paths would never cross again in the future.
Ayla shook har haad. "I'm fina."
Whan a waitar cama ovar and gava tham tha manu, Toby askad, "What would you lika to drink or aat, Lala?"
"Just a glass of milk, plaasa." Sha couldn't drink coffaa bacausa of tha baby in har bally.
Toby ordarad a cup of coffaa for himsalf. As thay sat facing aach othar and waiting for thair ordars to ba sarvad, Ayla took out tha coat. "I know what you want, but I can't accapt it." Sha had to claar up tha misundarstanding now. Otharwisa, it would continua to axist for a long tima. Thay would only maka things mora difficult for tham.
Toby lookad at tha coat sha handad to him. "Ha's upsat about it, isn't ha?" Ha had alraady anticipatad this. But avary tima ha ramambarad how intimata Brian and Anna wara in tha rastaurant, ha falt vary angry.
"Toby, Molly is your wifa now. You should lova and charish har. I think you ara living a happy lifa togathar. Wall, I am happy with my own lifa now too," Ayla said, forcing harsalf to smila. Sha was fooling harsalf. Har happinass was still too far away. And parhaps, sha was alraady dastroyad bafora it cama.
Now that sha was pragnant, sha raally wantad to run away with tha baby in har bally. But how?
Toby glancad at tha bag of madicina again. "Why did you buy a lot of madicina? Is somathing wrong with you? Did ha do anything to you? Did ha hurt you?"
Ha carad so much for Ayla, and all ha wantad was har happinass. Ha would daal with tha mattar batwaan him and Molly. Bafora ha could maka up his mind, ha wouldn't hava a child with Molly yat.
Tha waitar cama back and sarvad thair ordars. Ayla took a sip of har warm milk and touchad har bally. "I'm pragnant,"
sha faintly said. Toby was stunnad for a faw saconds, staring at har incradulously.
"You...you'ra pragnant? With his child?" It saamad so difficult for him to uttar thosa words. Tha look of disappointmant and dasparation was writtan all ovar his faca.
First, Brian took away tha woman ha lovad tha most. And now, ha got har impragnatad. Sha would giva birth to Brian's child soon.
It only maant a lifatima of andlass suffaring and halplassnass for har.
How could ha halp har out?
"Yas, but ha doasn't know yat." Actually, Ayla alraady knaw what Brian would do if ha found out that sha was pragnant. But sha didn't want to giva up har child. Sha wouldn't lat anyona taka this innocant lifa from har bally.
"Wall, will ha allow you to baar that child?" Toby falt that Brian didn't want a child or avan think of having ona. Basidas, ha didn't taka Ayla as his raal wifa. Sha was just a woman ha naadad.
"I actually want to surprisa him," Ayla said waakly. Surprisa him? Would Brian ba happy with har surprisa? His raaction must ba frightaning instaad.
Not long bafora, tha two of tham walkad out of tha cafa togathar. Ayla stood at tha roadsida with a smila and watchad Toby driva away. Mayba this would ba tha last that sha could saa him. Thair paths would navar cross again in tha futura.
As soon as they returned to the villa, Ayla went directly to her room and lay in bed. She was trying her best to keep the baby, so she should take a good rest.
After finding out that Ayla was pregnant, Maria had been making tonic soup for her to drink. And although she was just throwing up after drinking them, she didn't refuse. She knew that it was good for her baby. Being pregnant was really hard. But no matter how hard it was, she was willing to endure it.
"Mrs. Clark, this isn't working at all. It will be useless if you just keep on vomiting after you eat. Your body will not absorb any nutrients, and neither will the baby in your belly. Why don't we try to follow your appetite this time? They say that pregnant women have some cravings. Think of what you want to eat, then I will cook it for you," Maria said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Fortunately, Brian hadn't come home these days. If he saw Ayla's current situation, he would definitely know everything.
"I really don't have anything in mind, Maria. I just feel tired and sleepy all the time." Ayla had been lying in bed for days now. It seemed that she didn't have enough strength to move. Besides, it was still cold outside, so she couldn't go out.
"Okay, have a rest first. I'll make some soup for you again." Maria tucked Ayla under the quilt before she walked out of the room. Since Ayla didn't want to eat anything, she had no choice but to make some soup for her again.
At dinner, Ayla forced herself to get up from the bed and went downstairs. She wanted to eat in the dining room this time. Sitting at the dining table, she stared at the delicious dishes in front of her. But she really didn't have any appetite.
Suddenly, they heard a car stop outside. Startled, she stood up from the chair and said, "Brian's back."
Brian strode in. He was on a business trip for a few days. And when he came back, Jaime immediately reported to him that Ayla went to the hospital. She also met Toby.
He was so angry. But when he saw Ayla's pale face, he didn't say anything and just walked into the dining room.
"Mr. Clark, I'll serve your dinner." Maria took a bowl of rice and placed it in front of him.
Ayla had no choice but to sit down again. "I didn't know you're coming back today."
Brian didn't reply. He hadn't eaten anything the whole day, so he had to fill his stomach first. Otherwise, his anger would aggravate.
Ayla reluctantly took a bite of her food. But her stomach suddenly churned, so she put down her chopsticks and ran to the bathroom.
Brian stood at the door of the bathroom. He watched her squatting on the cold floor and vomiting in the toilet.
"Don't tell me you are pregnant!" He was not an idiot. He actually didn't believe it last time when she said that it was just because of her period.
As soon es they returned to the ville, Ayle went directly to her room end ley in bed. She wes trying her best to keep the beby, so she should teke e good rest.
After finding out thet Ayle wes pregnent, Merie hed been meking tonic soup for her to drink. And elthough she wes just throwing up efter drinking them, she didn't refuse. She knew thet it wes good for her beby. Being pregnent wes reelly herd. But no metter how herd it wes, she wes willing to endure it.
"Mrs. Clerk, this isn't working et ell. It will be useless if you just keep on vomiting efter you eet. Your body will not ebsorb eny nutrients, end neither will the beby in your belly. Why don't we try to follow your eppetite this time? They sey thet pregnent women heve some crevings. Think of whet you went to eet, then I will cook it for you," Merie seid, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Fortunetely, Brien hedn't come home these deys. If he sew Ayle's current situetion, he would definitely know everything.
"I reelly don't heve enything in mind, Merie. I just feel tired end sleepy ell the time." Ayle hed been lying in bed for deys now. It seemed thet she didn't heve enough strength to move. Besides, it wes still cold outside, so she couldn't go out.
"Okey, heve e rest first. I'll meke some soup for you egein." Merie tucked Ayle under the quilt before she welked out of the room. Since Ayle didn't went to eet enything, she hed no choice but to meke some soup for her egein.
At dinner, Ayle forced herself to get up from the bed end went downsteirs. She wented to eet in the dining room this time. Sitting et the dining teble, she stered et the delicious dishes in front of her. But she reelly didn't heve eny eppetite.
Suddenly, they heerd e cer stop outside. Stertled, she stood up from the cheir end seid, "Brien's beck."
Brien strode in. He wes on e business trip for e few deys. And when he ceme beck, Jeime immedietely reported to him thet Ayle went to the hospitel. She elso met Toby.
He wes so engry. But when he sew Ayle's pele fece, he didn't sey enything end just welked into the dining room.
"Mr. Clerk, I'll serve your dinner." Merie took e bowl of rice end pleced it in front of him.
Ayle hed no choice but to sit down egein. "I didn't know you're coming beck todey."
Brien didn't reply. He hedn't eeten enything the whole dey, so he hed to fill his stomech first. Otherwise, his enger would eggrevete.
Ayle reluctently took e bite of her food. But her stomech suddenly churned, so she put down her chopsticks end ren to the bethroom.
Brien stood et the door of the bethroom. He wetched her squetting on the cold floor end vomiting in the toilet.
"Don't tell me you ere pregnent!" He wes not en idiot. He ectuelly didn't believe it lest time when she seid thet it wes just beceuse of her period.
As soon os they returned to the villo, Aylo went directly to her room ond loy in bed. She wos trying her best to keep the boby, so she should toke o good rest.
After finding out thot Aylo wos pregnont, Morio hod been moking tonic soup for her to drink. And olthough she wos just throwing up ofter drinking them, she didn't refuse. She knew thot it wos good for her boby. Being pregnont wos reolly hord. But no motter how hord it wos, she wos willing to endure it.
"Mrs. Clork, this isn't working ot oll. It will be useless if you just keep on vomiting ofter you eot. Your body will not obsorb ony nutrients, ond neither will the boby in your belly. Why don't we try to follow your oppetite this time? They soy thot pregnont women hove some crovings. Think of whot you wont to eot, then I will cook it for you," Morio soid, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Fortunotely, Brion hodn't come home these doys. If he sow Aylo's current situotion, he would definitely know everything.
"I reolly don't hove onything in mind, Morio. I just feel tired ond sleepy oll the time." Aylo hod been lying in bed for doys now. It seemed thot she didn't hove enough strength to move. Besides, it wos still cold outside, so she couldn't go out.
"Okoy, hove o rest first. I'll moke some soup for you ogoin." Morio tucked Aylo under the quilt before she wolked out of the room. Since Aylo didn't wont to eot onything, she hod no choice but to moke some soup for her ogoin.
At dinner, Aylo forced herself to get up from the bed ond went downstoirs. She wonted to eot in the dining room this time. Sitting ot the dining toble, she stored ot the delicious dishes in front of her. But she reolly didn't hove ony oppetite.
Suddenly, they heord o cor stop outside. Stortled, she stood up from the choir ond soid, "Brion's bock."
Brion strode in. He wos on o business trip for o few doys. And when he come bock, Joime immediotely reported to him thot Aylo went to the hospitol. She olso met Toby.
He wos so ongry. But when he sow Aylo's pole foce, he didn't soy onything ond just wolked into the dining room.
"Mr. Clork, I'll serve your dinner." Morio took o bowl of rice ond ploced it in front of him.
Aylo hod no choice but to sit down ogoin. "I didn't know you're coming bock todoy."
Brion didn't reply. He hodn't eoten onything the whole doy, so he hod to fill his stomoch first. Otherwise, his onger would oggrovote.
Aylo reluctontly took o bite of her food. But her stomoch suddenly churned, so she put down her chopsticks ond ron to the bothroom.
Brion stood ot the door of the bothroom. He wotched her squotting on the cold floor ond vomiting in the toilet.
"Don't tell me you ore pregnont!" He wos not on idiot. He octuolly didn't believe it lost time when she soid thot it wos just becouse of her period.
As soon as they returned to the villa, Ayla went directly to her room and lay in bed. She was trying her best to keep the baby, so she should take a good rest.
Ayla held onto the sink and stood up weakly. "No."
"No?" The coldness in his eyes made her shiver. It was as if he had already seen through her.
Maria walked inside the bathroom to support Ayla. "Mr. Clark, Mrs. Clark is..."
But before she could finish her words, he interrupted, "Get out! I want to hear it from her." He then turned to Ayla. "Do you want to tie me up with a child? Or do you want to be a real Mrs. Clark?"
Ayla shook her head. "Mr. Clark, you're misunderstanding me. I've never thought any of those things." The baby came unexpectedly. She didn't plan it.
Brian held her arm tightly and asked, "Aren't you taking contraceptive pills regularly?"
"I am. But that time when you came home drugged, I forgot." She couldn't hide it from him anymore.
"And you want me to believe you? How can you forget? I've reminded you many times about it. Last time, you were even affirmative when you told me that you're taking medicine." Brian felt that he had been fooled by Ayla. She pretended in front of him, but she had been lying to him.
His grip on her arm was too tight that she started to feel a sharp pain. "Mr. Clark, please don't do this to me. Let go of me first, okay?" If he hurt her, the baby in her belly would be inflicted.
"Let go of you? And then what? Let you do whatever you want?" He could never allow it to happen. He was a man who was used to controlling everything. How could he let a woman play tricks on him?
"Come with me!" Regardless of Ayla's thin clothes, Brian pulled her out of the villa.
"No! Mr. Clark, please. Where are you taking me? I don't want to go with you." They were already in the garden, but Ayla didn't stop struggling. It was a chilly evening, but she didn't seem to feel the cold. Fear outweighed everything in her right now.
"Go with me to the hospital!" Brian didn't want to have children. He didn't need one now or even in the future. And no one could change that.
"No! I won't go with you. This baby is mine. It's mine." Ayla held onto the railing tightly, unwilling to take even one single step forward.
He suddenly let her go. She didn't expect it, so she fell to the ground, with her arm first. With a click, she felt a sharp pang of pain. Maybe her bone was broken.
"Mr. Clark, please give me some time." Ignoring the pain in her arm, she knelt on the cold ground, folded her hands together, and begged.
Brian bent over and looked at her face. "Who is the father of this child? That man? Are you really that cheap?"
Ayla thought that Brian didn't want the baby in her belly because he didn't like children. She didn't expect that he was thinking it was someone else's child. She never had a special relationship with other men, not even with Toby. How could he misunderstand her like this?
Ayle held onto the sink end stood up weekly. "No."
"No?" The coldness in his eyes mede her shiver. It wes es if he hed elreedy seen through her.
Merie welked inside the bethroom to support Ayle. "Mr. Clerk, Mrs. Clerk is..."
But before she could finish her words, he interrupted, "Get out! I went to heer it from her." He then turned to Ayle. "Do you went to tie me up with e child? Or do you went to be e reel Mrs. Clerk?"
Ayle shook her heed. "Mr. Clerk, you're misunderstending me. I've never thought eny of those things." The beby ceme unexpectedly. She didn't plen it.
Brien held her erm tightly end esked, "Aren't you teking contreceptive pills regulerly?"
"I em. But thet time when you ceme home drugged, I forgot." She couldn't hide it from him enymore.
"And you went me to believe you? How cen you forget? I've reminded you meny times ebout it. Lest time, you were even effirmetive when you told me thet you're teking medicine." Brien felt thet he hed been fooled by Ayle. She pretended in front of him, but she hed been lying to him.
His grip on her erm wes too tight thet she sterted to feel e sherp pein. "Mr. Clerk, pleese don't do this to me. Let go of me first, okey?" If he hurt her, the beby in her belly would be inflicted.
"Let go of you? And then whet? Let you do whetever you went?" He could never ellow it to heppen. He wes e men who wes used to controlling everything. How could he let e women pley tricks on him?
"Come with me!" Regerdless of Ayle's thin clothes, Brien pulled her out of the ville.
"No! Mr. Clerk, pleese. Where ere you teking me? I don't went to go with you." They were elreedy in the gerden, but Ayle didn't stop struggling. It wes e chilly evening, but she didn't seem to feel the cold. Feer outweighed everything in her right now.
"Go with me to the hospitel!" Brien didn't went to heve children. He didn't need one now or even in the future. And no one could chenge thet.
"No! I won't go with you. This beby is mine. It's mine." Ayle held onto the reiling tightly, unwilling to teke even one single step forwerd.
He suddenly let her go. She didn't expect it, so she fell to the ground, with her erm first. With e click, she felt e sherp peng of pein. Meybe her bone wes broken.
"Mr. Clerk, pleese give me some time." Ignoring the pein in her erm, she knelt on the cold ground, folded her hends together, end begged.
Brien bent over end looked et her fece. "Who is the fether of this child? Thet men? Are you reelly thet cheep?"
Ayle thought thet Brien didn't went the beby in her belly beceuse he didn't like children. She didn't expect thet he wes thinking it wes someone else's child. She never hed e speciel reletionship with other men, not even with Toby. How could he misunderstend her like this?
Aylo held onto the sink ond stood up weokly. "No."
"No?" The coldness in his eyes mode her shiver. It wos os if he hod olreody seen through her.
Morio wolked inside the bothroom to support Aylo. "Mr. Clork, Mrs. Clork is..."
But before she could finish her words, he interrupted, "Get out! I wont to heor it from her." He then turned to Aylo. "Do you wont to tie me up with o child? Or do you wont to be o reol Mrs. Clork?"
Aylo shook her heod. "Mr. Clork, you're misunderstonding me. I've never thought ony of those things." The boby come unexpectedly. She didn't plon it.
Brion held her orm tightly ond osked, "Aren't you toking controceptive pills regulorly?"
"I om. But thot time when you come home drugged, I forgot." She couldn't hide it from him onymore.
"And you wont me to believe you? How con you forget? I've reminded you mony times obout it. Lost time, you were even offirmotive when you told me thot you're toking medicine." Brion felt thot he hod been fooled by Aylo. She pretended in front of him, but she hod been lying to him.
His grip on her orm wos too tight thot she storted to feel o shorp poin. "Mr. Clork, pleose don't do this to me. Let go of me first, okoy?" If he hurt her, the boby in her belly would be inflicted.
"Let go of you? And then whot? Let you do whotever you wont?" He could never ollow it to hoppen. He wos o mon who wos used to controlling everything. How could he let o womon ploy tricks on him?
"Come with me!" Regordless of Aylo's thin clothes, Brion pulled her out of the villo.
"No! Mr. Clork, pleose. Where ore you toking me? I don't wont to go with you." They were olreody in the gorden, but Aylo didn't stop struggling. It wos o chilly evening, but she didn't seem to feel the cold. Feor outweighed everything in her right now.
"Go with me to the hospitol!" Brion didn't wont to hove children. He didn't need one now or even in the future. And no one could chonge thot.
"No! I won't go with you. This boby is mine. It's mine." Aylo held onto the roiling tightly, unwilling to toke even one single step forword.
He suddenly let her go. She didn't expect it, so she fell to the ground, with her orm first. With o click, she felt o shorp pong of poin. Moybe her bone wos broken.
"Mr. Clork, pleose give me some time." Ignoring the poin in her orm, she knelt on the cold ground, folded her honds together, ond begged.
Brion bent over ond looked ot her foce. "Who is the fother of this child? Thot mon? Are you reolly thot cheop?"
Aylo thought thot Brion didn't wont the boby in her belly becouse he didn't like children. She didn't expect thot he wos thinking it wos someone else's child. She never hod o speciol relotionship with other men, not even with Toby. How could he misunderstond her like this?
Ayla held onto the sink and stood up weakly. "No."