Housekeeper Wallace saw her return and immediately went to greet her. "Miss, why are you back so early today!" Chloe Preston felt a little nauseous. "I’m not feeling well, so I came back to rest for a bit." Housekeeper Wallace instantly grew anxious. "Where are you unwell!" Chloe smiled. "It’s nothing. I just need to sleep it off." Seeing that her color was alright, Housekeeper Wallace temporarily relaxed. "Miss, the Master is back too!" "Really!" Chloe’s eyes lit up. "Yes," Housekeeper Wallace replied. "The Old Master is here. He’s speaking with the Master in the study right now." Chloe nodded and walked inside. Chloe changed into soft slippers. Gently touching her abdomen, she walked to the study door, just about to knock. The door was not closed properly. A small gap allowed voices to drift out. "I do not approve of you being with her!" Caleb Xavier’s deep voice boomed, filled with an anger that made him sound absolutely furious. Chloe was taken aback. Donovan Xavier sat on the sofa, reached out, poured a cup of hot tea, and handed it to his grandfather. "Grandpa, have some tea. Calm down." His expression was calm and unflustered. Caleb Xavier took the cup and slammed it heavily onto the table, his anger flaring. "Tell me, why on earth did you bring a woman like that back!" "Is there something wrong with her?" Donovan remained composed as he looked at him. Caleb Xavier retorted, "Is there something right with her?" "What’s so right about her?" "Everything about her is right! She is the only one I want." Caleb Xavier was so furious he could barely contain himself. Right in front of Donovan, he took out a medicine bottle and swallowed six quick-acting heart pills. He raised his hand, snatched the documents beside him, and threw them at his grandson. "Take a good look for yourself! See what kind of family she comes from!" Donovan tossed the papers to the floor, his voice flat. "There’s no need. I’m well aware of her family’s situation." "So what if she has a father who loves to gamble?" Standing outside the door, Chloe’s heart skipped a beat when she heard that. He’s talking about me. Caleb Xavier’s eyebrows shot up as his anger surged. "How can you be so nonchalant? Is being a gambling addict something to be proud of!" "I know you’ve always had high standards. I always thought you would bring home a magnanimous and proper young lady from a good family." "But what do I get instead? The daughter of a degenerate gambler!" "She’s from a humble background, saddled with debt, and has a lowly status. How can someone like that be worthy of the Xavier family? If word gets out, we’ll be a laughingstock!" "To think I even had people send her jewelry and a courtyard! I regret it dearly!" Donovan took a sip of tea and leaned back against the sofa, his tone unchanged. "If you regret it, then take your things back. She doesn’t care for them anyway. I’ll give her even better things myself!" "Donovan Xavier, you’re going to be the death of me!" Caleb Xavier’s heart throbbed painfully with rage. He shot to his feet, glaring at his grandson while leaning on his dragon-headed cane. "I’ll make myself clear today. As long as I draw breath, that woman will never step foot through the doors of the Xavier family!" "You figure it out! If you want her, then consider me no longer your grandfather!" Caleb Xavier turned and stormed toward the door in a fury. Chloe reacted quickly, moving away just in time. 「Sometime later, in the bedroom.」 Chloe leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window. The door opened and Donovan Xavier entered, pinching the bridge of his nose. Newest update provided by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net Seeing her, his eyes brightened slightly and he smiled. "What are you doing back so early?" Donovan walked over, leaned down, and wrapped his arms around her from behind. Chloe was about to speak, but he cupped her chin with one hand and captured her lips with his. Donovan seemed agitated. He pressed her against the window, his intentions clear. Chloe panicked. I’m pregnant, we can’t do this. Chloe blushed and pushed him away. "Donovan, don’t be reckless." She paused, then added, "Your grandfather really hates me, doesn’t he?" Donovan’s movements stilled. He looked at her. "You heard us talking?" Chloe nodded. "Yes, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop." She lowered her gaze, letting out what sounded like a soft sigh. "Your grandfather has a point. The Xavier family is prestigious and influential. The gap between you and me is just too wide." "I’m not good enough for you." Donovan’s handsome face darkened. He reached out and pinched her cheek, this time with force. Chloe glared at him and angrily slapped his hand away. "Good, it’s supposed to hurt!" Donovan retorted. "Chloe Preston, stop belittling yourself. In my heart, we are the perfect match!" Chloe’s shimmering eyes flickered. Without another word, Donovan scooped her up in his arms, turned, and tossed her onto the large bed. Chloe panicked, instinctively covering her abdomen, terrified that he might hurt the baby. Donovan sat on the edge of the bed, holding her close and kissing the tip of her ear. "My Chloe isn’t lacking in the slightest. You’re not only beautiful and cute, but you’re also a doctor who saves people. You even started your own company and opened a shop." "You’re so amazing and independent, I’m the one who’s struggling to be good enough for you." It was the first time Chloe had ever heard him praise her . She lowered her head, a blush coloring her fair face. He was still wearing the agarwood Buddha beads she had given him, their surface dark and glossy. As they pressed against her waist, the beads felt hard and a little uncomfortable, yet they also tickled her skin. Chloe rested a hand on her abdomen. After a long moment of thought, she bit her lip and looked up at him. "Donovan, there’s something I need to tell you." Just as Chloe was about to tell him about the pregnancy, the door was suddenly flung open. Adrian Rhodes strode in. "Where is she?" Donovan released Chloe, got up, and walked over. "I’ll take you." "She has a slight fever and is sleeping in the guest room." Hearing this, Adrian’s brow furrowed tightly. Seeing the urgency, Chloe put the thought of her pregnancy aside and followed them. Cecilia Miller was asleep on the large bed, cocooned in blankets. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was clearly uncomfortable. When the door opened, she kept her eyes closed, assuming it was Housekeeper Wallace. "Cough, cough... Housekeeper Wallace, could you please get me a glass of water?" A deep, powerful voice cut through the air. It was a horribly familiar sound that sent a chill down her spine.