「In the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital.」 Melanie Carpenter had just finished her ultrasound and was somewhat dazed when someone suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her into an empty room. Startled, she thought some miscreant had grabbed her and was about to scream, but her expression turned grim when she saw the man before her. "Why is it you? What do you want? Didn’t I tell you? I don’t want to see you." Melanie took a step back, maintaining her distance from the man, her disgust unconcealed. Jule looked at her pale, haggard face and asked with concern, "Is pregnancy very hard? Why do you look so terrible?" "None of your business," Melanie replied coldly. "I’ll take responsibility for what happened that night!" Jule promised solemnly. "I told you, we were to act as if that night never happened! Jule, I am Adrian Desmond’s wife, and you are his friend. Do you realize what you’re doing?" Melanie stared him down, her gaze filled with disdain. "But you are pregnant with my child, aren’t you?" Jule was truly in love with this woman. If Melanie agreed to be with him, he would not hesitate to become Adrian Desmond’s enemy to marry her. "No! The child in my belly is Adrian Desmond’s!" Melanie’s eyes flashed with hatred. "Jule, watch your mouth and don’t talk nonsense!" "I asked the doctor. You’ve been pregnant for a month. A month ago, we..." Melanie slapped Jule hard across the face, warning angrily, "Jule, shut up!" That slap shattered Jule’s confidence. He looked at her, his expression pained, and asked, "Melanie, Adrian Desmond doesn’t love you at all. All he has in his heart is that vixen. You know all this, so why are you still so deluded?" "Melanie, marry me. I will treat you well." Tears welled in Melanie’s eyes. She bit her lip and said, "But I still love Sixth Brother!" "I can’t accept this! Melanie, where do I fall short compared to Adrian Desmond? Am I not as good-looking as him, or not as rich? My fortune can also provide you with the life of a wealthy lady! Why do you only have eyes for that heartless man, Adrian Desmond? Why won’t you turn around and look at me, the one who loves you?" Jule demanded, his voice strained with emotion. Melanie couldn’t respond to Jule’s outburst. "...Ever since I was young, I knew I would marry Sixth Brother when I grew up. In my memory, apart from my parents, Sixth Brother is the most important person to me." Jule quickly grabbed her hand, confessing, "You are the most important person to me!" Melanie silently pulled her hand free, shaking her head. "As long as I’m alive, loving Adrian Desmond is all I know. If I stop loving him, I don’t know what reason I’d have to live." "Jule, that night, we were both drunk. It was a mistake. Please, let me go. I’m begging you." "But you’re pregnant with my child!" Jule desperately hoped Melanie would accept him for the child’s sake. Melanie’s voice grew sharp. "Jule, I’ll say it one last time: the child is Adrian Desmond’s!" "What if the child is mine?" "No! The child is not yours; the child is Adrian Desmond’s! Jule, don’t force me!" Melanie was adamant about the child’s paternity, giving Jule no opening. "Why are you so sure?" Jule asked painfully. "Because after that time, I took an Emergency Contraceptive Pill. So, the child in my belly cannot possibly be yours." Jule looked at the woman before him, dumbfounded. She had always seemed so weak and gentle in his eyes, like a delicate flower in need of a man’s care. But now, her words felt like a knife stabbing him in the chest. "So, in your heart, I’m not even worth a single strand of Adrian Desmond’s hair," he said, his voice laced with bleak self-deprecation. Melanie looked at the handsome Jule, frowning slightly as she tried to persuade him, "Jule, you’re a good person. But I don’t love you. Don’t waste your time on me; I won’t love you." Jule’s gaze fixed on Melanie’s belly, his disappointment as profound as his earlier anticipation had been. He had tried; he had fought for her. Despite this outcome, he had no regrets. "That night, I actually wasn’t drunk." "You did it on purpose?" Melanie asked, shocked. That night, she had been heartbroken over Adrian Desmond and happened to run into Jule. He had taken her out, and after they both drank a lot, they became intimate while their senses were blurred. She had been terrified that Adrian Desmond would find out and abandon her. To make matters worse, she had unexpectedly gotten pregnant. She couldn’t even make Adrian Desmond the unwitting father of this child. To avoid hurting his beloved Sienna Johnson, Adrian Desmond hadn’t touched her, not even once. "Yes! I did it on purpose!" Jule had done something despicable, but he didn’t try to hide it. He looked at the furious Melanie with a calm gaze. The sadness in his heart was something only he could understand. The woman he deeply loved had never loved him, not even in the slightest. "Jule, I hate you!" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelꞁire.net Melanie pushed Jule away and ran out. Jule stood there, anguish evident in his gaze. Melanie returned home from the hospital by car, not expecting Adrian Desmond to be there. She felt both happy and guilty. Adrian Desmond had known about the child in her womb for a while, but he hadn’t said anything. Was he home today because of the baby? "Where is Sixth Brother?" The Servant replied, "Sixth Master is in the nursery." Melanie changed her slippers at the entrance and headed upstairs to the nursery. The nursery was beautifully decorated; it would be ready for her child once it was born. "Sixth Brother," Melanie said as she opened the nursery door, seeing the man sitting beside the crib. "When did you get back? Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?" Melanie asked, showing her usual concern for him. Adrian Desmond’s eyes were somewhat indifferent. His gaze swept over her belly, a complex mix of emotions flickering within them, but it didn’t linger. "Whose child is that in your stomach?" he asked. Melanie’s smile vanished. Placing a hand on her lower abdomen, she gently caressed it. "The child in my stomach is yours, Sixth Brother." Adrian Desmond’s brow furrowed tightly as he retorted, "How is that possible? I haven’t even touched you." "I am your wife now. The child in my stomach is naturally yours." So, she planned for him to be the convenient father for this little bastard, huh? Adrian Desmond wasn’t about to play along. He wouldn’t mind raising a child with no blood ties to him, but if that jealous woman, Sienna Johnson, found out, there was no telling how she’d react.