True Love Deserves a Second Chance
Chapter 179 Whose Child Is It

Sebastian nervously followed Joey, gently rubbing her back. "What's wrong? Are you overworked or not eating well? Should we go to the hospital?" Joey squatted by the toilet, gagging but not vomiting. Her eyes were bloodshot. She shook her head. "It's nothing. I'll be fine after some antacids."

Sebastian still looked worried, placing his hand on her forehead. "I'll call a doctor. I can't relax seeing you like this."

"Don't worry. I've had stomach problems before. I'll be fine after some hot soup."

Benjamin heard the commotion and rushed to the bathroom door. "Joey, why are you throwing up? Could it be..."

He almost suggested she might be pregnant but stopped himself. He knew Joey's condition well. Even after a year and a half with Sebastian, pregnancy was unlikely. He didn't want to upset her. Joey came out of the bathroom with a forced smile. "Dad, I'm fine."

"I made your favorite tomato soup. Come have some. Sebastian, get the utensils."

"Okay, Dad. I'll help Joey sit down first." Sebastian helped Joey to a chair and then went to the kitchen.

He busied himself with plates, bowls, and serving the food, being very attentive. Joey felt too embarrassed to send him away.

After dinner, Sebastian explained Ernest's death to Benjamin and mentioned the Winters Family's compensation to the Blackwood Family and Cordelia's punishment.

He looked at Benjamin with guilt, his voice filled with pain. "Dad, it's my fault this hurt you and Joey. I'll do my best to protect you both, but I don't want to break up with Joey. We've been through so much to be together, and I don't want to let go."

Benjamin looked at the usually aloof and dignified man, now speaking softly and apologetically. He felt deep sorrow.

He admitted he liked Sebastian and thought he was the best match for his daughter. But with everything that had happened, he had to reconsider their relationship.

He sighed deeply. "Her great-grandfather was the most important person to Joey. Even though your mother didn't provoke him, he would have passed away soon, but that's different.

Joey must feel very guilty. If it weren't for her, her great-grandfather could have lived a bit longer. But because of what your mother said to him, he passed away in pain. I think that's what's hurting Joey the most. Give her some time to process it. One is your mom, and the other is her great-grandfather, who treated her so well. What do you expect her to do?"

Benjamin spoke earnestly, full of sorrow. He couldn't bear to see these two kids break up.

He knew how much pain his daughter would be in if she left Sebastian. But faced with her family being hurt, her choice to retreat and protect was the only thing she could do. Joey, feeling unwell, went upstairs early. She didn't know what her father and Sebastian talked about, but Sebastian left very late.

Watching him drive away, Joey's eyes welled up with tears. Her wonderful memories with Sebastian kept flashing in her mind.

Each memory brought a stab of pain to her heart. The pain was so intense she could hardly breathe.

She picked up the calendar and marked the day Sebastian proposed and the day they were supposed to get their marriage certificate. Just as she was about to make a note, she realized she had forgotten an important date.

Her heart skipped a beat. Joey flipped to the previous month.

On November 13th, there was a red circle. Her periods were always irregular, so she marked them on the calendar.

An unbelievable thought hit her. Her period was twenty days late. This had never happened before; it was always early, never late. Recalling the earlier vomiting, Joey's legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the sofa.

Just then, Sophia called. Joey frantically answered.

"Sophia," Joey's voice trembled with disbelief.

Sophia immediately comforted her. "Joey, don't be sad. Your great-grandfather wouldn't want you to be this upset."

There was a pause before Joey spoke again. "Sophia, can you bring a pregnancy test to my dad's place?"

She tried to calm herself. She didn't want to make a fuss before confirming if she was pregnant.

Sophia's eyes widened. "Joey, you can't be..."

"Sophia, don't say anything. It's not confirmed yet. My period is just late. Please get me a pregnancy test and don't tell anyone." "Okay, I'll get it right away. Wait for me." Sophia hung up and immediately asked the director for leave.

"Director Thorne, I'm not feeling well. Can you reschedule my scenes?"

Lucas frowned. "Can't you hold on a bit longer? There are only a few more shots left."

Sophia pretended to be in pain. "I really can't hold on. I'm sorry."

"Alright then, I'll shoot someone else's scenes first. Go home and rest."

With permission, Sophia thanked him and quickly left.

Passing by the hospital pharmacy, she put on a mask and hat before going in. "Please give me the most accurate pregnancy test."

The pharmacist handed her one. "This one is 99% accurate."

Sophia paid and was about to leave when she bumped into a tall man. The pregnancy test fell to the ground.

Without looking at the man, she picked up the test and said, "Sorry," before trying to leave.

Before she could take a step, her wrist was grabbed.

Alexander's cold voice came from behind. "Why are you buying this?" Alexander, usually carefree, spoke with unusual coldness. His words carried an unmistakable danger. Sophia shook him off, pulling down her hat brim. "None of your business!" She hurriedly walked away.

The faster she walked, the more suspicious Alexander became. He couldn't hold back his emotions any longer. He quickly caught up to Sophia, scooping her up and heading to the parking lot. Sophia struggled. "Alexander, put me down!"

Alexander, holding her, said with a dark expression, "If you want to be noticed, keep making a scene."

Sophia was so scared she didn't dare make a sound. As an actress, protecting her image was paramount.

The public service announcement had received a good response, increasing her popularity. Sophia didn't want any scandal at this critical moment.

Alexander gently placed her in the passenger seat, but his face remained angry. "Whose child is it?"