Chapter 4

After finishing the chicken soup, I took the bowl downstairs. Mrs. Gable immediately came over. "Mrs. Davies, why are you down here? You should be resting and recuperating."

Mrs. Gable took the bowl from my hand. "Dinner will be ready soon, Mrs. Davies. You should go upstairs and put on another layer."

Chloe was cleaning, glanced at me, and continued her work.

I looked away and gave Mrs. Gable a small smile. "I'm not cold."

Mrs. Gable looked down at my feet. "Mrs. Davies, please put on your socks. Don't catch a cold."

"Okay." I paused. "Is Julian coming back for dinner?"

"I just called him. Young Master said for you to eat first, no need to wait for him." Mrs. Gable finished, then sighed. "Mrs. Davies, this is normal, Young Master is just upset right now, but he still cares about you."

Actually, I didn't understand why Julian was so angry. Someone was already having his child, wasn't she?

Did he really like children that much?

I went back upstairs, put on socks, and came down. Mrs. Gable had already set dinner on the kitchen island.

I ate quietly alone. I heard the elevator ding, Julian must be back.

"Young Master!" Mrs. Gable's voice was warm. "You're back! Perfect, Mrs. Davies just started eating."

"I'm not eating." Julian said coldly, then went upstairs.

I heard Mrs. Gable sigh again.

She pitied me, felt sorry for me. I must have looked truly pathetic.

After dinner, I went upstairs to my room. Julian wasn't there. I didn't look for him; I just washed up and got into bed.

Julian didn't come in all night. The next morning, when I went downstairs, he was sitting on the couch, looking at his phone.

He didn't even look up when Mrs. Gable spoke to me.

He didn't say a word during breakfast either, and left as soon as he was done.

Shortly after he left, Mrs. Davies and Audrey, Julian's sister, arrived.

Audrey was already four months pregnant. Her husband was away on a business trip, so she'd been staying with her mom recently.

But how could she come?

"Mom, you told Audrey?"

Audrey pursed her lips and playfully chided me, "I'm not that superstitious. But you, making such a big decision all by yourself, you're becoming quite something."

Her words were reproachful, but her tone was full of concern.

I lowered my head. "Audrey, you shouldn't have come."

I had just had a procedure. Even though I wasn't superstitious, there were traditions. My not caring didn't mean others wouldn't.

Audrey looked around. "Where's Julian? Not home?"

"He just left."

"That rascal!" Audrey pulled out her phone.

I quickly raised my hand to stop her. "Audrey, he's busy. Besides, Mrs. Gable is here."

Mrs. Davies sat on my other side. "Amelia, did you tell your parents about this?"

I paused, then shook my head.

Mrs. Davies said, "I think you should tell your parents."

Audrey also nodded in agreement.

I replied, "I'll call my parents later."

After chatting for a while, I urged Audrey to leave quickly and come back after my recovery period.

Once Mrs. Davies and Audrey left, I went back to my room and called my mom.

Her reaction was as I expected. Over the phone, she complained about me being too headstrong and what if something had gone wrong. She quickly hung up.

Less than an hour later, she and Dad arrived.

"Why would you do this?" My mom was angry and heartbroken, her eyes glistening with tears.

My dad sat quietly to the side.

My mom sat on the bed, holding my hand. "Amelia, tell me the truth, are you being mistreated here?"

"No," I said, forcing a smile.

"I knew it!" Mom's tears fell. She wiped them away, choking back sobs. "It's all for the family, making you suffer so much."

Dad sighed heavily from the side.

Actually, I wasn't hurt at all. In fact, when I found out I could marry Julian, I was overjoyed, feeling like the happiest person in the world.

I liked Julian. I had liked him since middle school.