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Alexander witnessed Emily tug the quilt up over her. 

It was crystal–clear to him that sleep wasn’t what she sought; rather, it was a shield from further conversation. 

With a silent understanding, he chose not to shatter her carefully crafted pretense. 

As the minutes ticked by like the gentle drips of a leaky faucet, Emily’s eyelids began to grow heavy. Unable to fight the fatigue any longer, she drifted off. 

The weariness also crept over Alexander, who slumped down beside the hospital bed, his head resting on his folded arms. 

Two hours had scarcely passed when a shrill ringtone pierced the quiet air, jolting both Emily and Alexander awake. 

Recognition flashed in Emily’s eyes as she realized it was her phone. Reaching out a groggy hand, she instinctively went to grab it. 

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deep within. 

After retrieving the phone, Emily saw that it was Aaron on the line. 

She answered with a soft, “Hey, Aaron.” 

Aaron’s voice, laced with concern, came through the receiver. “I heard from a coworker that you’re on leave. How are you?” 

“Just under the weather, so I took a short break. I’ll be fine, Aaron. No need to worry.” Emily didn’t go into the nitty–gritty details. 

Aaron wasn’t completely convinced. “Where are you? I’d like to swing by and see how you’re doing.” 

Anxiety flickered in Emily’s eyes at the thought of troubling Aaron. “I’m much better already, Aaron. It’s really not a big deal.” 

Recognizing her reluctance, Aaron didn’t press the matter further. Instead, he inquired, “What about Professor Jones‘ dinner tomorrow? Were you still planning on going?” 

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Without a second thought, Emily replied, “Absolutely. I’m going.” 

Even though she hadn’t achieved her goal of getting into grad school yet, it was Oliver who had spurred her on. 

This dinner was a crucial step, and she wasn’t about to let anything stand in her way. 

A smile crept across Aaron’s face when he heard her response. “Great. I’ll pick you up tomorrow afternoon, then.” 

Emily nodded, even though Aaron couldn’t see her. “Thanks, Aaron. I appreciate it.” 

Aaron’s voice was warm. “It’s no trouble at all. I’m more than willing.” 

A momentary pause filled the air. Before Emily could respond, Aaron ended the call. 

Perhaps he didn’t want to risk hearing her polite refusals. 

After stowing her phone away, Emily caught the intensity gf Alexander’s gaze. 

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Alexander narrowed his eyes, fixing her with a probing look. “Tomorrow night, you’re going to that dinner?” 

Emily gave a simple nod. “Yeah, I am.” 

The annoyance was evident on Alexander’s face. “Emily, what about taking care of yourself? Your health comes first.” 

Emily looked at him with a patient expression. “A few days of rest, and I’ll bounce back. It’s not that serious.” 

But Alexander’s concerns ran deeper. A frown creased his forehead as he asked, “Are you going to have the baby?” 

From the moment he’d set foot in the hospital, Alexander 

had misconstrued the situation. 

He’d assumed Emily was in the obstetrics ward for pregnancy–related reasons. 

His visit was driven by a nagging worry, but he’d never bothered to check Emily’s medical chart. 

Now, the thought of her going to a dinner despite her supposed condition made him uneasy. 

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sigh. “I’m not pregnant anymore. I was, but I got rid of the kid a long time ago.” 

The tension seemed to drain from Alexander’s body 

as he let out a long breath. His voice held a touch of exasperation. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” 

A hint of irritation flitted across Emily’s face. “You never gave me a chance to explain.” 

After a brief pause, Alexander flashed a smile and said, “Great that it’s gone. I’ve never been keen on being a stepdad anyway.” 

Emily was taken aback by his words. After a split second of shock, she responded, “So, can I catch some more z’s now?” 

Alexander shot back with his own question, “Then, once your dinner thing wraps up tomorrow, can you come with me to see my mom?” 

This was the second time he brought up the matter, which surprised Emily. 

Logking startled initially, she soon spoke seriously, 

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Sitting beside the hospital bed, Alexander locked eyes with Emily. “You’re the only one I want by my side when I go home. It’s always been you.” 

Emily gazed back, feeling a bit dazed. 

He uttered those words with such solemnity, making them seem so real. 

Still, Emily chose to stay silent. 

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Late that night, at 11 p.m., Ethan returned to Joy Gardens from the neighboring villa. 

Matthew had already hit the hay by then. 

As Ethan stepped into the house, he spotted a figure slumped on the sofa. 

On closer inspection, it turned out to be Tyrone. 

Hearing the footsteps, Tyrone whipped his head around. The moment he saw it was Ethan, a long–missing smile spread across his face. 

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back.” 

Ethan could tell right away that Tyrone needed 

something from him. He cut to the chase. “Alright, spill it. What’s the deal this time?” 

Tyrone stepped forward and grasped Ethan’s arm. “Let’s head upstairs and chat.” 

Understanding Tyrone’s concern about Matthew overhearing, Ethan simply nodded. 

Once in the study upstairs, Tyrone clung to Ethan’s hand, his eyes brimming with desperation. “Ethan, I need your help finding someone.” 

Ethan took a guess, “Penelope?” 

Tyrone bobbed his head vigorously. “Yeah, it’s her.” 

Furrowing his brow, Ethan asked in confusion, “What’s up with her? Did she disappear?” 

After a moment’s thought, Tyrone nodded again. “Kind of, yeah.” 

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Tyrone cowered under Ethan’s intense gaze and reluctantly admitted, “I think it’s Alexander.” 

Ethan raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “You’re so sure about that?” 

At that point, Tyrone lost it. He grabbed Ethan’s hands and sank to the floor. 

Then, he started slapping himself across the face twice. 

Completely bewildered, Ethan was left scratching his head. 

After stopping, Tyrone tried to force Ethan’s hand onto his own face. “Ethan, I’m such a jerk. You should just knock some sense into me.” 

With a million questions swirling in his head, Ethan barked, “What the heck is going on? Tell me now!” 

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