He Clings to Me Every Night - Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Chapter 577: Pregnancy Test Stick

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“Dad, I’m sorry, I can’t ignore Matthew. He grew up by my side, totally different from Daniel. He’s not as smart as Daniel, who already has everything and lacks nothing. I need to give Matthew a hand up. Please understand.”

“Sending them back to Serene City isn’t me neglecting them or turning a blind eye to your safety. When they’re with me, I can keep a closer eye on them. Consider this their last chance.”

“Please understand, as a father, it’s equally hard for me to take actions against any one of them.”

Michael Marshall’s forehead furrowed, his face filled with worry, and his eyes reflected a hint of sorrow.

Gazing at his stubbornly persistent father, Michael gently held his hand.

Putting aside the past resentments for now, he felt deeply for his father.

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Early in the morning, Michael’s people went to the countryside villa, inviting Bella Thompson and Matthew back to Serene City.

Bella inwardly gloated but outwardly she steadfastly refused.

Michael’s men had no choice but to return empty-handed and report the situation back to him.

When Olivia Jenkins came with breakfast, Michael hurriedly left the hospital.

There was a servant taking turns caring for the old man in the room, she had not left yet.

Olivia casually said, “You go back and rest, I can handle things here. Later, Beverly Hills will send someone to take over your shift, so it won’t count as you being absent.”

The maid naively replied, “Miss, then I’ll be leaving.”

Just as the maid prepared to leave, she suddenly heard the old man slowly saying, “Girl, you must have a baby.”

Not daring to linger, the maid hurried to leave as if nothing had happened.

Olivia comforted him, “Grandfather, don’t worry you’ll have a great-grandchild.”

“I’m happy when you’re here!”

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Olivia smiled, “Grandfather, you look much better! Let me wash your face first. I brought some congee for you, I’ll feed you in a moment.”

“Where is Daniel?”

“He’s very busy. He’ll come to see you later.”

As Olivia tended to the old man, he remained cooperative. Having Olivia’s company put his mind at ease.

His head still hurt, but it wasn’t as painful as the last two days. He could endure.

However, to fall asleep, he still needed an injection.

…

When Grace Martinez’s period was a day late, she happened to pass by a pharmacy and bought a few pregnancy tests.

Returning to Marshall Corporation, Grace hurriedly went to the restroom.

Within the expected time, all pregnancy tests had the same result: besides the control line, another faintly red line appeared.

Suddenly, Grace was filled with a mix of emotions.

She was pregnant. Would James Marshall want this baby?

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Was this the right time for this baby to come?

If James knew about her pregnancy, would he persuade her again to abort the baby?

Grace seemed to walk heavily with all these uncertainties. Although the office wasn’t far, the walk felt like it took all her energy. Her face looked a little pale.

Grace’s mind was in turmoil. She understood that many things couldn’t revert to the way they were.

Although she hadn’t sorted things out, even though her intellect made judgments, Grace’s heart still felt tormented and conflicted.

Shortly after, with no regard to the time difference, Grace determinedly called James.

The call went through, James didn’t pick up but quickly hung up.

Grace called again. After the phone rang for a long time, James finally answered, his low tone full of reprimand.

“What are you doing, calling me at this hour? Have you gone mad? Sweetie, I’ll call you later.”

Grace chuckled sarcastically, “You’re afraid your wife will find out? Yes, I’ve gone mad!”

James closed his eyes, his head aching. But he restrained his anger and tried to coax her, “For your own good, we should…”

“I’m pregnant!”

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