Rosalind Rowan pursed her lips. "I’m here to see you." Cecilia Miller crossed her arms and sneered, "Coming over in the middle of the night? You really know how to pick a time!" Hearing this, Rosalind Rowan looked at the man. Appearing frail and vulnerable, she said in a gentle, apologetic tone, "Donovan, I’m sorry. Did I disturb your rest?" "Yes," Donovan Xavier replied calmly. Rosalind Rowan froze. She truly hadn’t expected him to say that. Anyone else would have been a gentleman and spared her feelings by politely saying no. For a moment, she opened her mouth, at a loss for words. "Donovan, who’s there? Why haven’t you come in yet?" From inside the room, Chloe Preston’s voice drifted out, hoarse and strained, but still gentle and pleasant. Donovan Xavier spoke, his brow smoothing as his voice unconsciously softened. He lifted his gaze and glanced at the woman coolly. "My girlfriend is waiting for me." Rosalind Rowan understood the implication: he wanted her to leave, and he wouldn’t allow her to stay. A sudden wave of sadness washed over her. Donovan Xavier turned to go inside. "Donovan," Rosalind Rowan called out, stopping him as her eyes reddened. "How do you have a girlfriend already? Have you forgotten we had an engagement?" "I’m your fiancée in name!" Donovan Xavier’s tone was placid. "Engagement? I never took it seriously." Donovan Xavier glanced at her. "My father arranged that engagement. I was only three years old; I couldn’t decide anything." "You went abroad at the age of seven. In all that time, we’ve hardly met, so we certainly haven’t developed any feelings for each other. I don’t want to hold you back any longer." "I’ll find a time to tell your father and have the engagement annulled." "No!" Rosalind Rowan refused, tears welling in her eyes. "Donovan, I don’t want to annul the engagement!" "I don’t mind being held back. If you still don’t want to get married, I can wait for you!" She cried, looking utterly wronged and pitiful. With tears streaming down her face and the tip of her delicate nose turning red, she looked helpless and broken. Any other man would have felt his heart ache at such a sight. But Donovan Xavier was different. He tucked one hand into his pocket and said coldly, "But I’m afraid of being held back." "Miss Rowan, it’s late. I don’t have a habit of sheltering outsiders." He was eager to make her leave. Rosalind Rowan wanted to say more, but the man had already opened the door and gone inside. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NovєlFіre.net Seeing this, Rosalind’s hatred for the woman in the room intensified. Unwilling to leave just like that, she stood at the door for a while longer. Sounds came from within. Her eyes reddened and she began to cry, gritting her teeth as her hatred grew even deeper. On the way back, torrential rain poured outside the car window. She sat inside, calling her mother and sobbing uncontrollably. "Mom, I’m out of options! This time, you have to help me!" "Mom, I want that woman dead! I *will* become Mrs. Xavier!" 「More than a month later.」 Chloe Preston was as busy as ever, working hard to earn money. She had previously found out about Donovan’s engagement to Rosalind Rowan, which had left her feeling sad and dejected. But Donovan Xavier had assured her that he would handle it. At this moment, Chloe had just finished surgery. Feeling exhausted, she returned to her office. No sooner had she sat down than her stomach churned violently, and a wave of nausea made her feel extremely ill. She ran to the trash can, bent over, and retched repeatedly, her brow furrowed in discomfort. A colleague came over and patted her back. "Chloe, what’s wrong with you?" Chloe Preston couldn’t explain it. This had been happening recently—bouts of nausea for no reason and poor sleep, tossing and turning every night. Donovan Xavier said she was just overworked and told her to take a break, forbidding her from going back to work. However, her period was late this month and still hadn’t come. An unnerving thought surfaced in her mind. Could it be... I’m pregnant? Without hesitating, Chloe Preston pursed her lips, turned, and walked straight toward the gynecology department. After a long wait, a middle-aged female doctor in glasses came out holding a test report. Chloe was sitting on a chair, waiting patiently. The doctor smiled and handed her the report. "Dr. Quinn, congratulations! You’re nearly a month pregnant." "What did you say!" Chloe’s pupils shrank, and her entire body shuddered. She instinctively covered her lower abdomen. I’m really pregnant with Donovan Xavier’s child. Although she had suspected it, hearing the words out loud still felt incredible. The doctor adjusted her glasses, smiled, and said again, "Dr. Quinn, you’re going to be a mother." Chloe touched her abdomen, still in a daze. The doctor waved a hand in front of her eyes. "Dr. Quinn?" "Hm?" Chloe snapped back to her senses. The doctor smiled. "Dr. Quinn, are you stunned with joy?" "By the way, when did you get married? None of us knew." She naturally assumed Chloe was married; otherwise, how could she be pregnant? Chloe forced a smile but didn’t say anything. She couldn’t tell her she was pregnant out of wedlock. If she did, who knew how many people in the hospital would start gossiping about her. The doctor asked, "Dr. Quinn, where’s the child’s father?" Chloe replied, "He’s in a meeting at the company. He’s very busy." At the mention of Donovan Xavier, Chloe’s brow furrowed slightly. He clearly said before that he didn’t want a child for the time being. Now that I’m pregnant, will he ask me to get an abortion? The child’s arrival was unexpected, and Chloe was feeling so sick from the nausea that she took leave from the hospital to rest at home. While going down the stairs, she lost her footing and stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. A warm, strong hand grabbed her just in time. After steadying herself, Chloe touched her still-flat abdomen and turned around, her gaze meeting Julian Xavier’s. Julian Xavier released his hand and smiled gently. "Dr. Quinn, are you alright?" Chloe shook her head. "I’m fine. Thank you, Dr. Xavier." Julian Xavier’s gaze dropped, landing on the report in her hand. He froze. "Dr. Quinn, you’re... you’re pregnant?" Chloe nodded. "Yes, I just found out." Julian Xavier’s eyes seemed to darken. "You’re married?" Chloe didn’t respond, simply offering a polite smile. "Dr. Xavier, I have something to attend to, so I’ll be going now." Julian Xavier wanted to say more, but in the end, he only managed two words. "Go slow." Chloe nodded and proceeded down the stairs, her steps now much steadier. 「Twenty-five minutes later.」 Chloe Preston drove all the way back to The Xavier Residence. After getting out of the car, she took out her phone and dialed Donovan Xavier as she walked. "The number you have dialed is currently switched off. Please..." Chloe Preston frowned. Why is his phone always off?!