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"The person manipulating my husband and me aims to use this child to create a story and harm you..."
"What?" Maisie drew in a cold breath. "Harm me? Why..."
"The day you encountered me on the street, my fetus was unstable, and there was bleeding." Yvette touched her
belly and continued. "That person orchestrated everything... I was one of the actors. The people around me
gossiping about me being a third party were also part of it! Even at the hospital, the things I said to you were
prearranged to provoke you!"
Maisie stared at her, her mind completely empty.
"Miraculously, however, my child was saved at the hospital." Yvette's smile was somewhat weak. "The doctor
conducted a detailed examination and said there's a high probability that this child can be born safely.
"Ms. Squire, I feel that you brought me good luck! So, I can't let you be kept in the dark. Your kindness should be
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrewarded, and my conscience can also be at ease..."
Maisie's mind was in chaos. She took a few steps back and leaned against a tree, gasping for breath like a drowning
person.
She couldn't help but recall those words. -
"Young girls nowadays only know how to get involved with rich men. Now that she's ended up pregnant, she's
abandoned!"
"I fell in love with the wrong person. I thought there would be an ending with him, but there wasn't..." -
Maisie squatted on the ground, hugging her head tightly.
Yvette had said all these things were prearranged to provoke her...
So, was she this kind of person before losing her memory? Had she also fallen in love with the wrong person and
conceived their child?
Was she a gold-digger who only knew how to get involved with wealthy men, taking one wrong step after another
and stepping into an irreversible abyss?
If she was truly such a person, how could she face Daniel...
Maisie's heart dropped, and large tears streamed down her face.
"Ms. Squire!" Yvette helped her up, wanting to comfort her, but heard her ask first. "Who is that person?"
Yvette's face turned pale as she stared at her.
"Tell me!" Maisie grabbed her hand. "Who is the person behind this?!"
Yvette closed her eyes tightly and then opened them as if she had made up her mind. She slowly uttered, "Camila
Quimby."
Maisie was shocked.
"It's really Camila." Yvette supported her to sit down and took out a train ticket from her pocket. "Ms. Squire, my
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhusband and I will leave tonight... We'll find a foreign city, live in obscurity, and start anew. As for you, I hope you
can also face this with strength.
"I don't know what grievances Camila had with you before, but she did ask my husband and me to do these things!
"And... is Owen your brother?"
Maisie was stunned, nodding mechanically.
"He came to ask for money from my husband, and I know that, like my husband, he has also been ordered by
Camila," Yvette admitted frankly. "But I don't know the specific things he did.
"Ms. Squire, since he's your brother, he should be on your side. How can he turn against you like this?" Maisie
smiled bitterly. Owen had done plenty of outrageous things, and this was nothing surprising.
She had just never expected that he had known Camila for a long time and had done things for her!
"Ms. Squire, I've told you so much at once, and you may not be able to accept it." Yvette held her cold hand tightly.
"But, whether you can accept it or not, you have to. Now is not the time for fear or anger. You need to calm down
and find a way to deal with Camila!"
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