No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 484 Wrong Timing

That woman just had to say the wrong thing at the wrong time.

have to look atlike that?

The street cleaning lady watched her get on the bus, patted her chest, and subtly let out a sigh of relief. Why did

that girl's gaze seem so frightening? Why did she get mad when | told her she was going to have a chubby boy?

Even if she wanted a daughter, did she really Inside the car, Summer instructed the driver to head straight back

to Jeahron.

She hadn't been detained for long before she was released on bail, and her visit to Jacaster was due to a

summons.

She leaned against the chair, her heart these past days like the persistent drizzle in the north, under a canopy of

dark clouds, a steady pitter-patter, dull and oppressive.

Just like her life, her path was blocked by a massive boulder, with no end in sight.

There wasn't much to be happy about.

When she discovered she was pregnant while in the detention center, she could hardly believe it.

Recalling the incident that occurred in the garage that night, Summer felt nauseous, almost to the point of

vomiting. She wished she could just abort it right then and there. However, it was impossible.

That was because she still needed to rely on that illegitimate child to be released on bail, to lessen her sentence,

and to serve her non-custodial sentencing after the verdict.

She had no choice but to give birth to it.

Summer clenched her fists tightly.

Upon her return to the Hoffman residence, she was invited by friends to a gathering. There, she overheard

whispers about her. They called her cold-hearted and ruthless, overly ambitious, a materialist, and shameless.

Ever since that incident, whenever she saw people whispering and murmuring in hushed tones, she couldn't help

but feel they were discussing her.

Whenever someone looked at her, she felt as if they were silently mocking her in their minds.

On countless nights, she found herself gazing at her own belly, exerting an unimaginable amount of strength to

resist the urge to plunge a knife into it.

Yet, she had no means to alter her current circumstances.

She couldn't do anything at that moment. Otherwise, it would only serve to intensify her sentencing in court.

As a result, Summer truly felt drained. Lenora... If she knew about the state I'm in now, she would probably be

thrilled, wouldn't she?

Meanwhile, upon returning home, Lenora found two figures seated on the couch. The older one was engrossed in

work on a laptop, while the younger one was absorbed in watching a cartoon.

She paused momentarily. After that, slipping on her slippers, she walked over. "How did you guys get in?" she

asked.

"I know the password," Harrietta said with a chuckle.

"Do you know the password?" Lenora paused, watching Harrietta with a subtle smile.

ME"

Harrietta's heart skipped a beat when she saw the expression on Lenora's face, and she immediately sensed

trouble. The secret is out!

"In that case, why were you waiting outside my house the previous time?" Lenora asked, a fake smile on her lips

as she sat down next to Harrietta. Did she do that on purpose?

At that time, the kid looked pitiful.

"Haha!" Harrietta gave a dry laugh, shifting to the side. "I-I... Last time, | d-didn't remember..."

"Do I look like a fool?"

Seeing that she could no longer bluff her way through, Harrietta had no choice but to resort to her trump card.

With a gleeful laugh, she playfully threw herself into Lenora's arms. Pouting her lips and batting her large,

innocent black eyes, she pleaded, "Aunt Lenora... | didn't mean to. I'm really scared that you might dislike me..."

"So, you're playing the victim card, aren't you?" Lenora raised her eyebrows.

"I was wrong..." Harrietta quickly admitted her mistake, burying herself in Lenora's warmth and rubbing against

her earnestly. "I was wrong, Aunt Lenora. Can you please not be mad at me? | promise I'll listen to you from now

on..." "You..." Lenora cupped her small, tender cheeks with both hands, reluctant to let go. "I really don't know

what to do with you."

Zachary watched the interaction between the two, a gentle warmth filling his eyes.

He had a wife, a daughter, and even a child yet to be born nestled in her belly. It was a family of four, and he

was filled with blissful happiness.

If only there weren't people trying to tear them apart.

A chill flashed in Zachary's eyes when he thought of Isla.

It was clear that Zephyr didn't want Isla to stay in Jacaster.

Matthew also found himself wanting to take Isla back to Fairlake.

All Zachary needed to do was to add fuel to the fire.

"Why are you guys here?" Lenora asked.

"We've cto hang out with you and Cotton."

"Where did you go this afternoon?" Zachary looked up at her briefly before returning his gaze to the laptop.

"| visited the police station. Susanna is dead, and the investigation has led up to this point..."

As she spoke, Lenora cast a glance at Zachary. "Hey..."

"Hmm?" He looked up.

""Ms. Carston is dead."

"I know. It has already been seven days."

Lenora was rendered speechless momentarily.

"Don't you feel even a shred of sadness? Grief? After all, you were with her for quite stime..." Lenora said.

"Do you wantto be upset or sad?" Zachary raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.

Lenora pursed her lips, remaining silent, before turning her head to converse with Harrietta.

Zachary chuckled lightly, standing up and moving to sit on the other side of Lenora. "Do you want to hear the

truth?" he asked.

"It's up to you whether you want to say it or not."

Zachary chuckled, leaning in closer to her. He whispered in her ear, "When | learned of her death, | was just a bit

emotional, that's all."

"Was that all you felt?"

Lenora cast him a sidelong glance.

"There was also a sense of regret."

"Regret?"

"Yes. It's a shshe died too late. If she'd passed sooner, | wouldn't have been deceived by her. Perhaps we

would've been together a lot earlier."

When Fernando passed away,

Lenora was left alone and desolate.

At that time; Zachary was in the

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hospital, keeping company with Susanna, one of the culprits responsible for Fernando's death.

At that time, the two of them had not yet met.

Just thinking about it then, he felt distressed on her behalf.

That was likely a regret that he would forever harbor in his heart.

Lenora let out a soft huff. "Even if she wasn't there, you surely wouldn't have taken a liking toback then..."

"How would you know | wouldn't be interested in you?"

"Back then, your eyes was devoid of any emotion when you looked at me, as if you were simply gazing at a piece

of wood."

Back then, she was filled with self-doubt and self-pity, always treading on eggshells. She was just like a block of

wood.

Zachary raised an eyebrow. "Lenora, you still remember something that happened so long ago? Seems like you

were observingquite a bit back then, huh?"

A jolt went through Lenora's heart, and she averted her gaze. "I just remembered in an instant. Who said | was

observing you?"

"Lenora..." Zachary moved closer, whispering into her ear, "Hasn't anyone ever told you? When you lie, you

always seem so unsure of yourself. Did you have eyes onall along?"

A shiver ran through Lenora's body, leaving her feeling tingly and numb. She shrank her neck and said, "You

really are full of yourself."

Zachary continued, "Why don't you

like black forest cake anymore? Is it

because | gave you one back then, and you started liking it? Did you stop liking it when you found out Ms.

Carston liked it?"

Lenora held her breath, looking utterly astonished. "Zachary, are you always this imaginative? Just

because you gavea cake, you think must love it? You sure know

how to flatter yourself. People's

tastes can change. It's just like how | don't fancy lamb anymore."

Zachary raised an eyebrow. "That could be the case."

He didn't dwell on it.

Zachary then added, "I saw your medical form earlier. I'll accompany you for the prenatal checkup tomorrow."

"Oh."

Lenora subtly let out a sigh.

Regarding her pregnancy, Lenora had no intention of keeping it a secret from him.

He had brought it up then, so Lenora simply said, "We will raise this child together, and he will take my

surname."

"As long as the child is mine."

"Heh."

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