Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Pregnancy

The silvery-gray sports car left Maple Garden, the residential area where Yuliana lived. The car maintained a high speed on the road before a screeching sound was heard, and the car stopped at the roadside.

The street light above shone on the man’s deep and distinct profile through the car window. His pale gray eyes stared at the front quietly for a moment before he reached out his hand to touch the cigarette pack in the storage nook next to him. He then lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth before lowering the window. Christopher appeared calm as he leaned back in the chair and smoked. However, his thoughts were not visible on his face.

He suddenly lifted his eyelids when his cigarette was about to burn out. He clicked on the address book on his phone, flipped through it, and dialed a number.

The call was connected. Christopher smiled and said, “Mrs. Ford, it’s me, Christopher.”

“Hey, Chris!” the middle-aged woman on the other side of the phone greeted Christopher with a familiar tone. “Are you looking for Leonard? He’s not at home. He’s probably hanging out with Raymond. Why are you not with them?”

The woman on the other end of the call was Rosalyn Ford, Leonard’s mother.

Christopher replied in a jokingly flippant tone, “Mrs. Ford, don’t call it hanging out. We call it emotional contact nowadays.”

Rosalyn was amused by his words. “Yeah, right. Emotional contact, is it? Whatever. What are you calling me for?”

Christopher said, “Because I miss you!”

“Yeah, right. Like I don’t know you.” Rosalyn then asked again, “Well? Tell me why you’re calling.”

Christopher was silent for a few seconds before saying, “It’s just… A friend of mine seems to be in poor health recently. They are always retching and vomiting. What do you think is the problem?”

Rosalyn asked, “Are they a man or a woman?”

Christopher answered hesitatingly, “A woman…”

“A woman?” Rosalyn was shocked and said, “Chris, did you get someone pregnant?”

“How is that possible?” Christopher could not help himself from denying it.

However, Christopher froze immediately after denying it.

Some memories flashed in his mind quickly, and those memories connected before forming a bigger picture after hearing Rosalyn’s words.

It was the memories of Yuliana suddenly asking to meet him, her asking whether he liked children or not, and her retching and vomiting that night.

“That’s good. Don’t play around willy-nilly. I heard from your mother that you and Annabelle are getting married. If something like that happens at this time, your mother will suffer!” Rosalyn paused and said, “How long has your friend’s condition lasted? If it’s just today, then it may be a cold or a stomach problem. Just tell her to take some medicine. If it lasts for a longer period of time, then tell her to go to the hospital for a checkup.”

Christopher returned to his senses and hurriedly said, “Okay, Mrs. Ford. I have something else to do, so I will hang up now. I’ll see you another day.”

After saying that, he immediately closed the window back up before turning the car around and heading back. toward Maple Garden.

Yuliana stayed in the bathroom for a while after Christopher left before coming out.

She had not eaten anything at night. Originally, she planned to order some takeouts. After hesitating for a while, Yuliana decided to cook a bowl of spaghetti herself.

She stared at the slowly boiling water in the pot a little absent-mindedly. Yuliana did not understand why she could not control her emotions every time she met Christopher. She thought she had cultivated her demeanor well in the past few years as a teacher.

In any case, Christopher would be the child’s father after the child was born.

Therefore, Yuliana did not want to put Christopher in a tough position.

Yuliana threw a small handful of spaghetti into the pot and stirred it with a ladle while deep in thought. She heard a knock on the door when she was about to pour tomato puree into the pot.

Yuliana was a little flustered, so she simply dumped the tomato puree into the pot before rushing to open the door.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw Christopher back at her door. Yuliana opened her mouth, wanting to ask him why he returned to her house. She then saw the deep and searching look in his eyes and closed her mouth shut. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Then, she closed the door without even thinking.

Precisely at this moment, Christopher stretched out one foot and squeezed his body in effortlessly.

Yuliana stared at him with veins popping on her forehead. “What else do you want?”

She thought, “Have you not humiliated me enough? Are you back to humiliate me again?”

Christopher did not speak. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his gray eyes suddenly turned darker and more terrifying as he stared at Yuliana for a moment.

After a long while, he opened his mouth. His voice was lowered as he asked tautly, “Yuliana, are you pregnant?”

Yuliana’s mind instantly froze when she heard the question. Her gaze turned to Christopher, and her mouth opened before closing twice. She then quickly avoided the man’s stare.

She pinched the center of her palm with her fingertips before frowning and asking confusedly, “Pregnant?” Christopher’s expression was tight as he said, “Are you?”

Yuliana chuckled. “Christopher, what makes you think I’m pregnant? Besides, even if I am, what does that have anything to do with you?”

Christopher said, “You vomited just now.”

“And you have never vomited before?” Yuliana sneered. “You must have, right? So, are you pregnant?” Christopher frowned and said, “Why did you ask me to meet you the other day? Why did you ask me if I like children?”

Yuliana lowered her gaze and said, “I already told you. I wanted to ask you for help at that time. As for asking whether you like children or not, I just happened to see some kids and wanted to make small talk.”

After a pause, she looked at the man in front of her with a sarcastic look and said, “Christopher, even if I am really pregnant and the baby is yours, do you think I will have your baby?”

Christopher naturally knew the answer to that question when he saw the faintly disgusted look in her eyes. Yuliana would not give birth to his child.

Yuliana glanced at him, turned back to her room, and take out a piece of paper. She handed it to Christopher and said, “This is my checkup registration form from last Saturday.”

After a slight pause, she said indifferently. “It’s just an upset stomach.”

Christopher did not answer and only glanced at the registration form. The words “the gastroenterology department” were there for anyone to see. He was stunned for a moment before coldly saying, “That’s for the best. Saves me a lot of trouble!”

“Trouble?” Yuliana repeated mentally.

Yuliana did not know whether Christopher meant the trouble was getting an abortion or the baby itself. Either way, it proved that Christopher did not want a child.

Therefore, it was a wise decision to not tell Christopher about her pregnancy. The child would have nothing to do with Christopher in the future.

Yuliana only remembered the spaghetti in the pot after Christopher left.

She went into the kitchen and found that the spaghetti was almost burnt. The spaghetti and tomato puree had now turned into an almost mushy paste.

After taking a look, Yuliana had the urge to vomit again. She did not dare to continue to look at the content of the pot and immediately left the kitchen.

In the end, she ordered a takeout. She lost her appetite after a few bites and vomited again soon after.

She stood by the sink and washed her face. Yuliana looked in the mirror and saw her unsightly complexion. as a result of the pregnancy. Her eyes suddenly reddened as tears pooled in them.

Deciding to have a baby was too naive of her…

In the blink of an eye, it was already the weekend. Yuliana finally had a good rest, but she was awakened by a phone call from Xandria in the morning.

“Yuliana, help!” Xandria shouted on the phone.

Yuliana was very sleepy, so she was not completely awake yet. Hearing Xandria’s voice, she blearily asked, “What’s the matter?”