His Beloved Ex-Wife (Gwendolyn Reeves ) Online Novel -
Chapter 227
Chapter 227 A Growing Sense Of Unease
“That’s precisely why I’m scared to go through with a divorce! If I do, it would mean surrendering all of my father’s lifetime savings! I’d be the most unfilial daughter imaginable!” Priscilla revealed.
“But compared to the suffering you endure now, your father would surely prefer to make that exchange.” Lysander countered.
father
“Because I’m certain my father would agree, that’s why I’m afraid to leave. Lysander, I can’t let my pay for my naivety and foolishness; I owe him an apology! That’s why I’m here, to ask if you’d let ΠΕ die alongside my child, so Harry can’t use anything to extort my father…”
“Don’t talk nonsense,” Lysander said softly, “I’ll definitely help you, but the baby needs to be aborted. Are you willing?”
Priscilla shivered. Her hand tenderly stroked her enlarged belly, her expression pained. “Lately, my mother–in–law has been administering various folk remedies, things like baby gender–changing pills and boy–birthing clixirs, which are harmful. The baby in my womb has grown so much in just four months; I’m afraid it might already be malformed.”
Lysander eyed her stomach, biting her lip in hesitation.
Priscilla continued, “Lysander, you were right, I should have listened to you…”
“It’s still not too late,” Lysander reassured her, “You need to stay here for now. Ignore any calls from the and concentrate on your health. We can’t proceed with an abortion if you’re not strong enough.”
Tears welled up in Priscilla’s eyes. “Lysander, do you have a plan?”
“I do, but it will take some time. In the meantime, you need to get some rest and wait for my message.”
After ensuring Priscilla was comfortably settled in, Lysander headed to the supermarket adjacent to the hotel to pick up some essentials and food to take back to the room.
She sternly reminded Priscilla to stay indoors and avoid any contact with the Molseys before leaving the hotel.
As she was on her way, her phone rang; it was Zachary. “Lysander, I’m at the hospital entrance now, sorry for being late today, got caught up with some things.”
Lysander replied, “It’s okay, I had a few errands myself, I’m not at the hospital. I’ll just catch a taxi back later.”
“What happened to you?”
“Nothing major, just catching up with a friend’s daughter; we had a meal together.”
Zachary chuckled. “I see, where are you now? I’ll come and pick you up.”
“No need, it’s not far away.”
“We agreed that I would pick you up after work, I can’t break that promise. Please send me your location.”
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Chapter 227 A Growing Sense Of Unease
However, remembering a recent conversation between Zachary and Harry, where the two men looked to be enjoying the interaction, she quickly withdrew the location and instead sent one to another crossroads a bit further away
She then hailed a taxi to that next intersection. The two points were roughly a kilometer apart; it wouldn’t take long to get there.
Stepping out of the taxi, she waited at the roadside until Zachary pulled up. “Lysander.”
“Zachary, you’re here.”
“Quick, get in, we shouldn’t park here too long.”
Lysander opened the door and settled into the car.
Once she was inside, Zachary surveyed the surroundings, commenting. “This doesn’t look like a commercial area, right? It’s all office buildings here, not many shops or restaurants. Why did you meet
here?”
Lysander plained, “She works around here, it was just more convenient.”
“You mentioned it was a friend’s daughter, which friend? Do I know them?”
“A university friend, you haven’t met.”
Zachary persisted, “I’ve introduced you to all my close friends, aren’t you going to introduce me to yours?”
“My best friend is Daphne, you’ve met her already.”
“Daphne? Who’s that?”
“She used to go by Harper. We were in the same class back at school.”
“Oh. I don’t remember her.”
Upon hearing this, Lysander felt a growing sense of unease.
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