Chapter 170

When Renee saw Margaret, who was like a mother to her, tears of resignation filled her eyes.

“Margaret, my stomach hurts!”

Like a child, she threw herself into the older woman’s arms and wept uncontrollably.

For four years, from the changes in her family to her grandfather’s death and even her divorce from Stefan, not a single tear had been shed, and she remained as sturdy as a mountain.

But it was tiring to be strong all the time. She was only a twenty–year–old woman! She didn’t want to be strong anymore!

Margaret was confused. She rarely saw Renee in such a fragile state, and she couldn’t help but feel distressed, and tears also filled her eyes. She gently stroked Renee’s back in comfort and said, “Shh, it’s okay. Miss Ren. I’m here. I’m here with you!”

Like a lost little puppy, Renee soaked in the warmth of Margaret’s arms. Having not felt this peaceful in a long while, she seemed relaxed and wasn’t as uncomfortable as before.

Margaret was Renee’s nanny and had a lot of experience in childbirth and parenting. She looked at Renee’s stomach and complexion and could hazard a guess as to what was wrong with the younger woman.

“Miss Ren, are you pregnant?” Margaret asked cautiously.

“I… The thought of telling Margret had never crossed Renee’s mind, and denial was on the tip of her tongue.

However, Margeret picked up her hand and felt the pulse on her wrist, adding, “And almost three months along, if I’m not mistaken?”

“Ah… apparently, I can’t hide anything from you,” Renee mumbled helplessly.

Margaret’s family came from a long line of skilled medical professionals. Renee once heard her mother say that her grandmother had personally hired Margaret to manage all the affairs in their family and care for Renee’s mother, who had been pregnant then, and her, who had been born after. That meant Margaret was more experienced than many other doctors in the field.

Margaret stayed silent and continued feeling Renee’s pulse. After a while, she frowned and said. “Miss Ren, you ran into trouble today, didn’t you? Your pulse is irregular. You should lie down. I’ll prepare some medicine for you. You’ll be fine once you take it.”

“Thank you, Margaret.”

Renee obeyed Margaret’s instruction and returned to her bedroom to lie down.

Margaret prepared a concoction according to the medical skills she had learned from her ancestors.

Once it was done, she brought it up to Renee.

“Come, Miss Ren. Once you drink this, the pain will go away!”

Renee was not the slightest bit wary of the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp.

To her, Margaret was the only person in this world she could trust unconditionally, even more than Liam or Leia.

A gentle sensation washed over her once she drank the medicine, and she felt better almost instantly.

“Margaret, my stomach doesn’t hurt much anymore! You’re awesome!” Renee gushed, her eyes filled with adoration for the older woman.

“Of course! My great–grandfather was known as the famous Plum Blossom Saint, you know? As his descendent, even if I only inherited a tenth of his mantle and lacked his necromancy skills, keeping an unborn baby safe is easy.”

Margaret was clearly proud of her ancestry and lineage.

“Wasn’t that the title given to the doctor who was rumored to be able to perform miracles? That’s your great–grandfather, Margaret? That’s… Wow!”

The admiration in Renee’s heart swelled bigger. Even though she knew that Margaret came from a line of ancestors who studied medicine, she didn’t know their origins were that great! Her profound heritage completely overshadowed the Everheart family’s reputation!

In that case, hadn’t it been a waste for Margaret to be a housekeeper and nanny in this family?

Renee asked curiously, “Margaret, this is the first I’ve heard that your great–grandfather was the Plum Blossom Saint. I heard he was the treasure of the medical world and that he could cure people who were terminally ill. If that’s the case… why didn’t you pursue a medical career and waste your life here instead?”

Margaret smiled. “I was entrusted with this task. Besides, caring for you and your mother wasn’t a waste of my life. It was my life’s mission.”

“Entrusted? By my grandmother?” Renee was even more curious at the older woman’s words. “Could you tell me a little about my grandmother, Margaret?”