Chapter 1167: Putting On a Show (2)

Windsor Myres’s expression was unfathomable, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts, her facial expression changing constantly. Ali Harris naturally guessed what was on her mind.

He pressed his lips together and said nothing.

The two of them sat in the hospital lobby for several hours, then took the sheet to find the doctor.

The result, of course, was pregnancy.

The doctor, with patience, asked a few more questions and suggested termination.

Windsor Myres insisted on keeping the baby, so the doctor said no more, prescribed folic acid, and advised Windsor Myres to rest more, suggesting she come back to the hospital next week for an ultrasound for further examination.

At two-thirty, the two of them left the outpatient building.

Without saying a word, Windsor Myres headed straight in the direction of the inpatient department.

Ali Harris hurriedly caught up with her, advising, “Why go through with this? The doctor already said the best thing is to terminate the pregnancy. You’ve been drinking too much lately, and it will definitely have some impact on the baby. Have you thought about the consequences of having a child out of wedlock? From birth, the child will be a lifelong burden on you!”

“Can you shut up?” Windsor Myres asked coldly.

Ali Harris: “…”

Windsor Myres impatiently glanced at him and after a while furrowed her brow, “You don’t have to follow me.”

“I’m worried you’ll suffer.”

“Who can make me suffer?”

Ali Harris said nothing, only looking at her with a troubled expression.

Windsor Myres suddenly thought of Tongtong and stopped urging him, turned her head, and walked upstairs.

To Camden River, there’s already a Tongtong by his side, not considering her feelings at all, so why should she care about him and worry that he might be displeased seeing Ali Harris? Deep down, she hoped to provoke him; if he got angry, it meant he still loved her, didn’t it?

The two soon arrived at Camden River’s hospital room.

He was in a two-person room, with Chloe Smith and a caretaker taking turns sleeping on the other bed to take care of him.

Neither of them was there at the moment.

Windsor Myres pushed the door open and saw Camden River.

Camden River had been stabbed three times, had his wounds sewn up, and rested for a week, with the wounds basically healing slowly. At this moment, he had just come out of the bathroom. When he saw these two enter together, his face immediately turned cold.

Windsor Myres looked at him steadily.

She wanted to find a trace of difficulty or suppression in Camden River’s eyes.

If so—

She could be sure he still loved her.

But Camden River’s gaze was very indifferent.

He looked at her, his long and handsome brows slightly frowning, with only coldness and disgust in his eyes, nothing else.

“Are you feeling better?” Ali Harris suddenly asked Camden River.

Camden River looked at him, lips pressed together.

He couldn’t imagine this world had such shameless men, who could say to his friend, “Your girlfriend is pregnant, the child might be yours, or it might be mine,” without a shred of shame?

Camden River’s voice was indifferent, “Please leave, I need to rest.”

Rest?

Windsor Myres’s gaze fell on his bedside.

There was a book at Camden River’s bedside, a study guide for a national exam. It was obvious he was just reading.

But—

She remembered Camden River wasn’t taking any exams at all.

She heard Tongtong was preparing for an exam.

So—

Was he highlighting key points for her review?

Truly a mutual love!

Windsor Myres took a deep breath, looked at him, and said word by word, “Camden River, I’m pregnant.”

The room was silent for a second, then Camden River’s vague voice sounded, “So what?”

“I’m going to have the baby, and you will marry me.” Windsor Myres looked at him, gritting her teeth. “All the previous things will be forgotten, and I can also pretend you never proposed to Tongtong…”