Chapter 9
There was no sign of two gestational sacs during the last checkup.



Avery could not believe that there were two babies inside of her a short week later.

She held the ultrasound scan in her hands as she sat in a quiet daze on one of the benches in the hospital corridor.

The doctor told her that the probability of being pregnant with twins was extremely low.

If she had an abortion now, she might never be able to have twins again.

Avery chuckled bitterly. All of this was the work of the Fosters’ private doctors.

When they had implanted the fertilized eggs into her, they had not mentioned that she was going to have twins.

Perhaps in their eyes, she was nothing but a birthing tool for the Fosters from the beginning.

When she began to bleed the week before, she thought that her period had arrived. When the Fosters’ doctors found out, they thought that the procedure had failed. When Elliot said that he would divorce her after he had woken up, the doctors had never seen her again.

The decision to give birth or not was now solely on her shoulders.

Avery’s phone rang in her bag. She had been in the hospital for over an hour.

She pulled out her phone, stood up, and walked toward the hospital’s exit.


“Avery, your father’s dying! Come home right away!”


Her mother’s hoarse voice came from the other side of the line.


Avery was stunned.


Dad was dying? How could this be?


She knew that her father had been hospitalized after his company got in trouble. He could not even attend her wedding.


She did not know that his condition was this serious. Avery’s mind was a mess.


She did not have a good relationship with her father. She could never forgive him for having an affair.


However, her heart stung painfully upon suddenly hearing the news of his serious illness.




The living room of the Tate house was a chaotic mess when Avery arrived.


Laura took her straight to the master bedroom.


Jack Tate was lying on the bed. His breathing was shallow and his eyes were barely open. When he saw Avery, he raised his arm in her direction.


“Dad, why didn’t you go to the hospital if you’re this sick?” Avery said as she held her father’s cold hand. Tears welled up in her eyes.


“That’s easy for you to say! Where would we get the money to take your father to the hospital?” Wanda snapped frostily.


Avery’s head shot up as she said, “Didn’t you get a large sum of money from the Fosters? Why didn’t you use that to help Dad?”


Do you know how much money your father’s company owes? Don’t look


words, Wanda


did not leave


her father. He had always loved her, and she did not want to lose


at her, Dad. It’s not that she didn’t want to get you treated, but the family really doesn’t have much money,” Avery sniffled as she stood crying by the


deaf ear


he looked at her with eyes filled with tears. His lips trembled and his voice was low as he said, “Avery… My darling girl… I’ve failed you…


large hand holding


cry tore through the


heart throbbed in


world underwent an earth-shattering




a child herself, but


day of the funeral was a gloomy and rainy


many people attended the funeral, not




scattered like a flock


Avery and Laura were the


as dark


asked as she


voice, “I do. Even if he’s dead,


Avery did not understand.


are you crying?”


I loved him,” Laura sighed. “Relationships are complicated, Avery. It isn’t just a matter of love or hate. It


Avery dragged her worn out


the end of


not return to the mansion


Foster family contacted


the Foster


with Elliot was colder than ice and frostier


courtyard, she noticed the mansion’s lights were lit, and the living room was


was dressed to the nines and chatting away


paused in her




cold and pitiful expression stood in stark contrast to the liveliness of the living room, but the smile on Mrs.


raining outside. Come on in!” Mrs. Cooper said as she held Avery’s arm


dressed in a black trench coat with her slender, fair calves peeping out from


aura was chilly, which was different from

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