Mary looked relieved as if she had found her anchor.
Indeed, how could one possibly know the truth without asking?
Suddenly, she turned to Ellis Olsen and blurted out, "I'm not sick, I'm pregnant."
...
The corridor fell silent in an instant.
After Mary uttered those words, her heart started pounding wildly, yet the weight that had been pressing on her chest suddenly lifted.
Keera was right...
The child wasn't just hers alone; she shouldn't decide the child's fate by herself.
She quietly looked at Ellis Olsen.
But she saw that Ellis Olsen was already stunned.
After hearing her words, his gaze fell on her abdomen.
The heating was turned up high indoors, and Mary had taken off her coat. The sweater she wore clung to her slender figure, and her waist and abdomen were so trim that there were no signs of pregnancy.
Ellis Olsen's gaze then returned to Mary's face.
The concern on his face retreated bit by bit, gradually turning icy cold.
