Here is the localized English translation with the names replaced as requested:
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The next day.
Sunlight filtered through the tightly drawn curtains, casting a sliver of light into the room where the woman lay asleep in bed.
Even in her dreams, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she carried an indelible sorrow.
Her phone suddenly vibrated, accompanied by a ringing tone that bombarded her ears repeatedly.
What's going on?
Hailey was jolted awake, rubbing her messy long hair as she sat up, grabbed her phone, and put it to her ear. A harsh voice roared through the line, waking her eardrums.
"Hello!"
"Alexander?" Hailey was surprised to hear his voice; he was already awake? And he had her phone number.
"You dare to run away, you put me through the trouble of going to the hospital and still dare to run away? I think you don't want to live anymore."
Alexander shouted at her in anger.
Even through the phone, Hailey could see Alexander's wild expression right now; had his short temper flared up again?
"I'm not running away, I'm just going home."
Hailey tried to keep her voice calm.
"If you're not on your knees with a keyboard apologizing to me in ten minutes, you can wait to die!"
Alexander spoke in a fit of anger.
"I..."
Before Hailey could say anything, the call was cut off.
She looked down at her phone, speechless. How could that wretched man be so persistent?
An apology? It wasn't her fault that he ate 20 tubs of ice cream.
It was none of her business if it made him sick!
Hailey lost her sleepiness and hurriedly got out of bed to get ready to go out.
The hospital was still a must; she had to get a checkup and proof that she had never been pregnant.
She needed to clear the air with Alexander quickly; otherwise, that paranoid man would surely drive her crazy.
Hailey left the house and looked up at the city sky; today was a bright day.
She was dressed in loose, casual clothes. At the Alexander Mansion, she had been forced to wear skirts, which made walking difficult.
Today would definitely be a brand new day.
Hailey silently cheered herself on, then took the bus to the hospital. Instead of looking for Alexander, she checked in alone, paid by herself, and entered the gynecology ward alone.
There were many patients in the obstetrics and gynecology department, all waiting on chairs in the hallway, most of them women with big bellies.
Hailey found a corner to sit and wait.
A palace intrigue drama starring her sister Wendy was playing on the large television screen in front of her.
Excited discussions from Wendy's fans surrounded her, discussing Wendy's acting skills and her beauty.
Wendy was indeed very pretty.
Hailey looked at the familiar face on the screen; in terms of features, she shouldn't be considered less beautiful than Wendy, right?
She just didn't have the sparkle in Wendy's eyes or the lovable personality.
If she was a blade of grass in the corner, Wendy must be the flower that blooms in the full sun, basking in the light and showing off her beauty to attract passersby.
So beautiful, so flamboyant.
Who wouldn't like her?
How could Chris not like her? In the past, he just couldn't see her.
Unfortunately, she didn't understand this truth before; she thought that as long as she regained her memory, Chris would still be hers. She was really stupid.
So stupid.
"Miss Shi, please come with me for a moment," a voice suddenly sounded next to her.
Hailey turned her head and saw a face that was neither familiar nor unfamiliar; she recognized it as Wendy's agent.
Was Wendy at the hospital too?
Hailey was a little surprised as she stood up and left with the agent.
The agent led her deep into the gynecology corridor, stopping at a door at the end and motioning for her to go
Was the gynecologist waiting for her?
Hailey pushed the door open to reveal a spacious office where a seductive, slender figure stood with her back to her, dressed in a Chanel dress, with curly brown hair and a sweet, elegant perfume wafting through the air.
It was Wendy.
"Xiao Di, why are you here? Are you sick?" Hailey spoke indifferently.
Their sisterly relationship had always been neither good nor bad, just indifferent.
Yes, indifferent.
They had grown up with little communication, lacking the closeness that other sisters shared.
"I'm pregnant, it's Chris's"
Wendy suddenly turned away from the window, her face under the sunglasses was exquisitely made up, holding a check sheet in her hand.
"..."
Pregnant.
Hailey's body stiffened, not too surprised.
Wendy and Chris were so cute together; pregnancy... was expected sooner or later.
"You look pale," Wendy took off her sunglasses, her big eyes looked at her and suddenly smiled sweetly, "Sister, for so many years, I've never blamed you for a word. Until now, can you let go?"
There was a soft sweetness in her voice.
With these words, Wendy reached out and touched her flat stomach.
There, Chris' baby was growing.
Hailey watched, her face pale, and after a few seconds of silence, she quietly replied, "Hmm.
Of course, she had to let go.
No matter how hard it was, she had to let go of her past with Chris.
She had told Chris, it seemed he hadn't told Wendy yet.
"..."
Wendy stood there and looked at her in surprise, quite unexpectedly.
Hailey actually said "hmm"? No reply?
She had a lot of words prepared.
Hailey knew what she was thinking; after so many years of causing trouble, it was unexpected not to make a fuss.
"Since you have a baby, take care of yourself, be careful at work, if... if you need your sister to help you with anything, just say so, I'm leaving now," Hailey said and turned to leave.
One step, one step.
It was extremely difficult.
She walked to the door, Wendy's words echoing in her ears: I'm pregnant, it's Chris's.
What appeared before her eyes was the image of her youth, when Chris held her hand again and again.
Time takes everything and changes everything.
"Sister, I hope you're not acting one way on the surface and another behind the scenes," Wendy's voice suddenly rang out behind her, "I've put up with you for so many years, I've had enough. I love Chris, if you come to bother me again, don't blame me for not considering our sisterly bond.
This seemed to be the first time Wendy had said such harsh words to her.
She really had enough of her.
Hailey turned her head, looked at her sister and smiled faintly, "No, I won't bother you anymore, take care of your pregnancy."
After saying that, Hailey was about to leave when Wendy spoke again, "Sister, why do you have to pretend in front of me? I know you best."
Her voice suddenly lost some of the baby voice.
"..."
Hailey stopped.
Wendy threw her sunglasses aside and walked up to her step by step, "Our parents adopted you because they couldn't have children for a long time, but as soon as you arrived, I was born shortly after. Our parents took more care of me, and you tried so hard to be good, to be a good daughter, to win our parents' love. But it was useless, I am the biological one.
Wendy said, "Do you think I don't know, when Mom held me as a child, how malicious your eyes were in the corner?"
"..."
Hailey looked at her in amazement.
As a child, she had been jealous of her parents' preference for her sister, but she hadn't expected it to be seen as malicious in Wendy's eyes.
Did the neglected even lose the right to be envious and jealous?
"Later, when Chris came to our house, you took the initiative to take care of everything for him. Do you think I don't know what your purpose was?" Wendy sneered.
"..."
"You don't care about Chris, you just want to possess someone, to have someone to be yours, to accompany you, you don't want to be alone!" Wendy said, "I read your diary."
She had snooped on her sister's diary and was so unapologetic about it.
"..."
Hailey stood up, her body growing more and more rigid.
She couldn't deny the matter with Chris.
When she was young, who would like a mute, blind person?
But she was so lonely, everyone liked Wendy, and she was desperately lonely, in need of warmth, and Chris was there at that time.
She took care of Chris, she tried to please Chris, she made herself the most important person in his life. She thought that way she wouldn't be lonely anymore.
But in the end, she was still abandoned.
Just like her parents, after having Wendy, they abandoned her.
"Maybe God knew your intentions weren't pure, so after Chris' surgery, He forgot all about you. He regained his sight, he regained the aesthetics of a normal person, he fell in love with me..." Wendy continued, proud of her words.
Not pure intentions.
Because her original purpose wasn't so innocent, so this is her retribution, right? She deserved to be forgotten.
"Have you said enough?"
Hailey couldn't bear to listen any longer and turned to leave.
Wendy suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind, her long, manicured nails digging deep into Hailey's skin.
"Sister, Chris is mine."
Wendy insisted.
"..."
Hailey shook her hand away, looked at the marks on her wrist, and said calmly, "You don't have to keep pointing that out. It just makes you look insecure, like you don't have the confidence to hold on to Chris either."
"You..."
Wendy frowned, but couldn't argue back.
She hated this about Hailey, how she didn't say much, but when she did, it always hit the nail on the head and hurt deeply.
Hailey opened the door and left, leaving Wendy's agent waiting outside.
Seeing the agent, Wendy suddenly thought of something, her face lit up with a smile again, she walked gracefully forward and said to the agent, "Give me an invitation."
"Sure."
Wendy placed the gold foil invitation right into Hailey's bag.
Hailey watched her actions in silence.
"Chris and I are getting married at the end of the month. As my sister, you should be there. I don't want the media to say that my family is not harmonious." Wendy said with a smile, her face especially beautiful.
"..."
Hailey said nothing, turned her head and left.
Pregnancy.
Marriage.
Double happiness, how nice.
But the happiness wasn't for her.
"Sister, you are so good at playing tricks. Losing a Chris is nothing, just find another blind person to take care of every day, right?" Wendy's voice came.