At night in the Carter residence, Winona hung up the phone and sat on the bed, her eyes filled with uncertainty. She suspected that Victor might have learned something recently. Otherwise, she couldnât explain why his attitude toward her changed so much.
She felt uneasy and thought, âIf Victor had found out about my affair with Robert, how could he possibly have remained silent?â
Winona gritted her teeth.
She had secretly taken the baby in her belly for a checkâup without the Carter familyâs knowledge and confirmed it was a boy. If her child was going to inherit everything from the Carter residence, then Victor couldnât be allowed to live.
Winona looked at Robert, who was sleeping like a log beside her. She pinched her arm hard, let a few fake tears fall, then reached over and shook Robert awake.
Robert was shaken awake by Winona, feeling a bit annoyed. He glanced at Winonaâs belly, which kept him from getting really angry, but his tone was still a bit grumpy. âWhatâs wrong? Itâs the middle of the night, why arenât you asleep and making a fuss?â
Winona felt a little wrong. Recently, Robert had started chatting again with a college student, and she had seen their messages, which made her sick to her stomach.
But she had to endure because she couldnât confront Robert directly yet. During her pregnancy, she risked her own well- being to keep him close.
Winona shed a tear and looked at Robert, saying with a choke in her voice, âI just had a bad dream and needed some comfort. Are you losing patience with me? I knew it. Your declarations of love for me were nothing but lies.â
Robert couldnât understand why a pregnant woman could be so sensitive, always complaining about not eating well and having nightmares. There was never a moment of peace. However, his feelings for Winona were special, so he felt a bit more sympathetic towards her.
Seeing her genuinely scared, he had no choice but to calmly comfort her. âNightmares arenât real, they donât count. Youâre just overthinking things, which is why you have nightmares. Itâs late, so just go to sleep.â
Winona paused, looking a bit lost, which only confused Robert more. âWinona, whatâs really bothering you? What did you dream about?â
Winona lifted her head, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face, looking incredibly pitiful. In a soft voice, she said, âI think...
I think Victor might have found out about us.
âThe way heâs been looking at me lately is really strange like he wants to kill me. Honey, if he finds out and tells someone, weâre doomed. Mr. Carter wonât let you off the hook.â
Robert was completely jolted awake. He shot up from the bed, eyes wide with shock, looking utterly horrified. âWhat did you say?
You said Victor knows about us? No way, thatâs absolutely impossible.â
Robert kept denying it. He just couldnât believe it. He thought, Victor knew about this, how could he possibly stay silent? It wouldâve been a huge uproar by now.â
Robert stared at Winona with suspicion, questioning, âWas it you? Did you tell Victor?â
Winona quickly shook her head, denying it. âNo way, am I crazy How could I have told Victor?â
Calming down, Robert also thought it was unlikely. But what Winona said reminded him of Victorâs strange behavior lately;
sometimes his words really did sound odd.
Doubt began to grow in his heart. Once the seed of suspicion was planted, it latched onto his mind, eventually taking root and growing uncontrollably, Robert lifted his head, his gaze dark and brooding. He stared at Winonaâs belly, lost in thought for a long time.
Finally, he spoke, his voice was rough and grating like a chainsaw. âIs it a boy or a girl in your belly?â
Winona felt a bit scared seeing Robert like this. She gritted her teeth and said, âItâs a boy. I went to the hospital myself a few days ago, and the doctor said itâs a healthy boy.â
Robert laughed eerily, sending chills down anyoneâs spine. If he failed at raising Victor, he could always start over with a more obedient one; after all, he still had time to cultivate another heir.
Robert said, âEven if Victor knows, he hasnât said anything. No matter what heâs thinking, as long as we ensure he never talks, no one will find out.
âYou just need to quietly have this baby. Iâll raise him to be the next heir of the Carter residence.â
Winonaâs heart filled with joy upon hearing this. This was the result she wanted.
She thought, âBlood is thicker than water? Robert is selfish; as long as he is okay, he doesnât mind sacrificing his own son. I have known this about him for a long time.â
Winona pretended to be surprised, her eyes narrowing as she whispered, âYou mean... to...â
Robert/nodded. With a fierce tone, he said, âAfter all, Victor is my son. Iâll let him live, but heâll spend the rest of his life bedridden, unable to move.â
Looking at Robertâs face, Winona suddenly remembered that the luxury car Victor recently bought overseas was about to arrive in Seacrity.
She thought, âIsnât making someone unable to move forever basically turning them into a vegetable? The best way to become a vegetable is through a car accident. Winona touched her stomach.
She deliberately said, âIsnât that very difficult? Besides getting into a car accident and ending up as a vegetable in bed, what other way is there?â
After speaking, she immediately contradicted herself. âOh, Iâm just talking nonsense, donât take it seriously.â Robertâs eyes lit up when he heard Winonaâs words; it was clear he took them to heart. After the lights went out.
Winona lay on Robertâs left side, and turned around, her lips curling into a sly smile. What a perfect scheme.
The father and son were fighting each other, and in the end, she could gain without any effort. Once Victor was gone, it would be Robertâs turn, and then the one in her belly would be the future heir of the Carter family.
At the Chambers residence. From the afternoon until now, the servants at the Chambersâs residence had been bustling around because the eldest daughter had agreed to move back and stay for a while.
Zachary had the servants clear out the entire second floor, leaving only the master bedroom, the study, the gym, and the art studio that had been prepared long ago for Yvette, turning the entire floor into a personal entertainment zone.
Watching Yvette eating a lateânight snack in front of him. Zachary couldnât help but be amazed. He thought, âThis girl has a great appetite, already having two servings of pasta, a quiche, two milkshakes, and a dessert.â
Yvette looked up, thought for a moment, and put the quiche into Zacharyâs bowl.
Zachary was momentarily stunned. Looking at the quiche in his bowl, he was so touched he could almost cry tears of joy. He thought in his mind, âDaughters truly are little treasures close to parentsâ hearts.â
Zachary exclaimed with surprise, âIs this for me?â Yvette nodded The next words made Zacharyâs feeling of being moved vanish instantly. In a serious tone, she said, âThis one is yours, and these are mine.â
Zachary looked at the tray of quiches, caught between laughter and tears. So, out of the whole tray of quiches, he only got one.
Zachary asked, âYvette, how did you get by after Lilian was goneâ
Yvette leisurely finished the last quiche, wiped her hands, and looked up.
With a casual tone, she said, âUsing my fists and my brains, Iâm doing pretty well.â
Zachary hesitated and thought, âYvette is indeed unique; if it had been someone else, they might have been seeking sympathy right now.â
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