idn't care for a decent dowry
re thrown at Emily Smith, s
onal and artistic. A gust of wind rushed through, an old painting board was also tossed away, gr
ain, as she hastily gathered her belo
wealthy? Who knows, you might've transformed from a lowly caterpillar into a phoenix! Now you're carrying the worthless child of an u
David loudly proclaim: "Make her abort and marry her off to the Johnson fami
r brother, John Smith's, video game room, with only a
t tiny corner had
pregnant? She deserv
engaged to the Johnsons, who wo
opened their doors to watch, pointin
d: "It's about to rain, and the hallway window is broken.
y gritted her teeth and packed all h
fore her, Emily gathering some of her bel
father David and was yet to recover, ca
, picked up the crumpled medical report from the ground, stuffed
st sit there an
to survive for herself
swirling ominously overhead, s
oo
ed her, sending an unexpe
cked up her rustic luggage, walking s
down, the money on her had been stolen by Sophi
y, located on Financial Street at the heart of the city. Its
, Emily finally reached the entrance, anx
und, she sat there, drenched and desolate
would wait. Eventually, he
g. Emily spotted a tall man in a vest hu
opped her luggage and ran towar
me, halted and looked
clutching the test result in her hand, trying to muster
you want?" The man cu
ont of her, she hurriedly spoke, "I'm pregnant and have been kicked out of
ginally cold, turned frostier still, "I'll
abor
rkness to swoop in before her eye
ound herself in a small, unfamiliar
at the hotel, she jolted up, has
shrouded in dim, dusty shadows that
a noise
ushed open, and the light
she glanced in
in a suit and s
head almost touching th
et eyes were frigid, and an aura of aloofness
ed, a mere servant with s
, the man didn't seem surprised,
tibiotics, her swift recovery was
asing, deep and s
n approaching her, a tinge of fear prompti
tures, reaching out for a p
let's continue dis
, how he seemed to be planning an abortion fo
nt to keep
e child's fate, and the father, marrie
irritated. He fetched a cigarette from the box, put it to his lips,
is tone firm, "How can I be c
looking into the man's tranquil, ebony eyes, as if he was ju
sy's wedding, accidentally ended up in his room, and when she wo
e of the Salaca hotel thrown on the floor amongst the man's clo
spicions like these w
explain, but the memory of that n
l prowess was tru
n the bedsheet... As for the child, if you truly have doubt
aming red ears, seemed
ght did indeed seem
idn't know his real identity, only a
and it seemed unlikely that sh
es. To avoid trouble, he had chosen to conceal his identity and continue pla
't cling to you. But right now, I've been thrown out of the house,
her to get an abortion, arrange a marriage with the Johnsons, and
nd didn't want the rest of her life to be defined as t
t themselves be drown
o stay, for everything else,
n a frosty tone, stated: "You want to