Classic Novel
Chapter 1241
A Fake Pregnancy?
Quincy hesitated.
After all, a fake pregnancy is just that - fake.
Even if she could deceive Everett, fool the Lopez family, but... what about the baby in the end?
She couldn't possibly just adopt one, could she? This lie would then have to be maintained for a lifetime.
And if she were to claim a miscarriage later on, wouldn't she lose her trump card? Once the deception was unveiled, she'd be back to square one, or perhaps even in a worse position! She'd be at the mercy of others. "Is there another way?"
"If you're against a fake pregnancy, then..." her friend pondered for a moment, "how about this: the next time you and he are together, rush to the clinic the very next day! I can help you save... well, his contribution. That way, if you don't get pregnant naturally, you can consider IVF!"
Quincy's eyes widened in shock.
"Is that really possible?"
"Technically, it's not allowed, but..." her friend paused, giving her a knowing smile.
Quincy grabbed her friend's hand, lowering her voice, "Money's no object. As long as I can have his child, I'm willing to pay you five hundred thousand." "Five... five hundred thousand?"
"Yes."
Her friend had thought a few thousand would suffice; she hadn't expected Quincy to offer half a million right off the bat.
With that, she eagerly agreed.
"I'll definitely help you with this."
...
Leaving the clinic, Quincy's expression was visibly more relaxed.
She sent Everett a message, [Mr. Lopez, everyone loves my homemade soup. Maybe I could have a chance to show off my cooking skills sometime?] There was no reply, but Quincy didn't overthink it.
With such a large company to run, it was unlikely Everett was glued to his phone.
After standing at the clinic entrance for a while, she sent another message.
[Mr. Lopez, do I need to meet you at the hotel tonight?]
Worried that Everett might perceive her as frivolous, she quickly added, [I mean no disrespect by asking. If I'm not meeting you, I was thinking of I catching up with some friends. But of course, your needs come first.]
Truth be told, there was no friends' gathering; it was merely an excuse Quincy had concocted. Everett's reply came swiftly this time, [Yes.]Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
Seeing those two letters, a smile couldn't help but spread across Quincy's lips!
Tonight... she would be with Everett again!
She genuinely enjoyed this feeling.
So, this was what being in love felt like - constantly looking forward to seeing the other person.
Perhaps Quincy's initial feelings for
him were more about utility thanet
affection, but now, she truly felt herself falling for Everett!
And for such a sought-after man, it seemed only natural to her.
ontent
Quincy put away her phone, planning to head to the supermarket to pick up some ingredients for the soup
she intended to cook for to
bring with her to the hotel later.
Just as she took a step, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her path! "Quincy."
She instinctively looked up-
The man was tall, forcing her to tilt her head back to see his face.
He was a stranger.
"Who are you?"
"I have feelings for Dorothy."
The man's statement was direct.
It took Quincy a moment to process his words, then she responded, "If you like Dorothy, you should tell her that! Why come to me?"