Was this kid Patricia and Theo Blanchefâs kid?
Ellinor stared at the little boy, taken aback for a moment, before raising her eyes to meet Patriciaâs happy face Patricia was also grinning at her. âEllinor, we didnât have a chance to meet properly yesterday. How we you been?â
Ellinor gave a small smile, âDoing pretty well; you seem to be good too Patricia picked up the little boy from the simller and pulled out his pacifier, âCome, say hi to Ellinorâ
The toddler was barely a year old and was just learning to walk. The toddler mumbled out. âEllinorâ¦â
Maybe because she was pregnant herself, Ellinar found such a small child absolutely adorable. She nodded in response, âHmm, Hi there The little boy seemed a bit shy, clinging to Patriciaâs neck and burying his face in her embrace Patricia chuckled helplessly. âEllinor, donât mind him. Heâs a little shyâ
Ellinor smiled softly. âNo problem. You guys here to see Mr. Howard? Go on in, heâs in his office.
Saying this, she lowered her head to continue her translation work But Patricia didnât go into the office, she was still standing there, holding the child and watching Ellinor at work. Then she asked, âEllinor, can you tell me, do you think he looks more like me or Theo? I just canât figure it out!â
Ellinor lifted her head and took another look at the child, studying him for a while before answering. Id say he looks more like youâ
Patricia laughed joyfully, âReally? Theo also thinks he looks like me! I heard that boys tend to look more like their moms when theyâre young, but as they grow up, they start to look like their dads! I hope he grows up to be as handsome as his dad!â
âHmm, all the best to you guysâ Ellinor gave a small smile and went back to her work.
Patricia squinted. âEllinor, do you really wish us well?â
Ellinor didnât look up, typing away nonchalantly, âWhat do you think?â
Patricia chuckled. I think you dont Because⦠youâre jealous of me!
Ellinorâs hands paused on the keyboard; she lightly smiled and continued typing. âYouâre overthinking Iâm busy I donât have the time or any interest in Theoâ
Patricia eyed Ellinor warily for a moment, then said with a hint of seriousness, âI hope youâre telling the truth!â
With that, she finally went into the CEOâs office holding the child.
As the office door closed, Ellinor stopped translating, gently stroking her own belly For some unknown reason, seeing the child in Patriciaâs arms made her stomach uncomfortable.
Gently massaging her belly, she whispered, âItâs okay Even if you donât have a dad, I can take care of you by myself. Be good; donât make me too tired; then Iâll have time to find your grandma.â
After massaging her stomach for a while, it began to feel a bit better, so Ellinor continued typing.
Her feelings toward her own unborn child were complicated. She knew she shouldnât be secretly keeping this child all to herself.