Chapter 254 I Was Faking It
Meryl thought, “Call you ‘Dad’? Do you even deserve that?”
Chandler had everyone leave, using Meryl’s need for rest as an excuse. Malcolm wanted to say something but swallowed his words when he saw Chandler’s icy expression. Dalton, who was lost in thought, had to be physically dragged out by Lydia.
Meryl, remembering that Chandler and Anne hadn’t rested well the night before, quickly urged, “You all go get some sleep. I’m fine here.”
Half an hour later, Chandler had to attend the annual company meeting. He had no choice but to leave for now.
“I’ll come back this afternoon once I’m done,” Chandler said, tucking her blanket in.
As he turned to leave, he noticed Dante still hanging around. Chandler hesitated, then said, “You…”
Dante quickly responded, “I’m stepping outside for a smoke. Anne, I need to talk to you. I’ll be waiting in the hallway.”
The two left the room together, and Anne shut the door behind them, her face hardening. “So Dante actually found his way to the hospital!”
Considering that Anne might still be unaware of the situation with Lola, Meryl whispered, “Maybe Dante has something important to discuss. It’s best if the two of you talk things through.”
Meryl’s gaze fell on Anne’s belly. “Besides, the baby… isn’t gone yet, right? You’re keeping the baby because… you can’t bear to part with it.”
Anne gently touched her abdomen.
At that moment in the operating room, she had truly intended to terminate the pregnancy. But, inexplicably, when the doctor was about to insert the instrument, she sat up suddenly.
In that instant, Anne had a strong, overwhelming urge to carry the baby to term. Given her circumstances, she could certainly afford to raise the child on her own. Besides, the baby was innocent and shouldn’t be a casualty of her marriage to Dante.
Anne was silent for a long time before saying, “I did choose to keep the baby, but it has nothing to do with Dante. I don’t have lingering feelings for him.”
The doctor had indicated that she was at risk of miscarriage and that the fetus was unstable. After leaving the operating room, Anne decided to let things take their course. If the baby was strong enough, she’d keep it; if not, it was simply fate.
Meryl gently took Anne’s hand. “Whatever decision you make, I’ll support you. If you still decide to divorce, I’ll be the godmother and help raise the child.”
Anne lightly touched Meryl’s face. “So you’re keen on being a pain-free mom, huh? Dream on.”
“But your belly will eventually start to show. With Dante’s personality, he’ll never let go if he knows the baby’s still here.”
Anne had an idea and said, “What if the baby’s father was Yancey? Don’t you think Dante might just give up?”
Meryl was taken aback. With Dante’s pride, he would certainly struggle with the idea of his wife carrying another man’s child.
Anne smiled, “I’m keeping Yancey as my lover and having his baby. Seems reasonable, right?”
Meryl frowned, realizing Anne was resolutely set on leaving Dante. She glanced at the door. “Dante should still be out there. You should talk to him properly.”
Anne nodded. “And you… are you really okay?”
Meryl’s expression was a bit odd. “Actually, I was faking it. I didn’t fall last night, and I didn’t save Lydia. I followed her and took the fall on purpose to mess up her plans…”