Chapter 191

Melanie was crying. She had no idea what to do.

Right now, every choice seemed like the wrong one. No matter what she decided, it felt like a mistake.

...

Tyrone’s apartment.

Tyrone brought Alicia home and personally cooked a bowl of beef noodles for her. He even topped it with two poached eggs and six fresh tiger prawns.

“Wow, veggies, protein, and carbs—all here!” Alicia looked at the steaming bowl and grinned.

Tyrone sat across from her, watching her reaction, a gentle smile on his lips. “It’s my first time making noodles like this. I’m not sure if it’s any good.

Try it and see if you like it.”

Alicia’s heart fluttered. She took a bite, and for a moment, she felt unexpectedly moved. Why did her eyes feel a little misty?

She nodded enthusiastically. “It’s delicious...”

“I’ve been learning,” Tyrone said, pulling out a book from the side table. It was all about nutrition and daily care during pregnancy.

Alicia was a little surprised—he really seemed to care about this baby.

A gentle warmth spread in her chest. Looking down at her still-flat stomach, she thought, at least this child is wanted by both parents. That’s a good thing, isn’t it?

“Tyrone, do you want a boy or a girl?” Alicia asked softly.

“I don’t mind either way. Boy or girl, all I want is for our baby to come into this world safe and sound.” Tyrone reached out and ruffled Alicia’s hair again.

Alicia eyed him skeptically. This felt oddly familiar.

“When I was little, I met an older boy who had a big golden retriever. He used to ruffle the dog’s head, then mine,” Alicia said in a low voice, studying Tyrone.

Back then, she couldn’t see—her world was darkness. She never knew what that boy looked like.

But she always knew the golden retriever would be there next to her, tongue lolling, waiting with her for the boy to ruffle their heads.

Somehow, those head pats had become her emotional lifeline—a quiet obsession. She guessed she and that stray dog were the same, both just wanting comfort and a place to belong.

Tyrone’s fingers stiffened for a moment before he replied, voice barely above a whisper, “It wasn’t after patting the dog that I’d ruffle your hair... I always patted yours first, then the dog’s.”

Alicia was still eating, but when she heard Tyrone mumble, she looked up, curious. “What did you say?”

Tyrone just smiled and changed the subject. “Would you like to get a puppy?”

He’d thought it might be nice to have a little animal around the house to keep Alicia company.

“Really?” Alicia’s eyes lit up.

She’d once found a stray puppy and secretly brought it back to her apartment, but Vincent caught her and was furious. He couldn’t stand the mess or the fur and had forbidden her from keeping it, so she’d had to give the puppy away...

“Of course you can. This is your home,” Tyrone said, resting his chin on his hand as he watched her.

Alicia’s heart beat faster. “But... I’m pregnant. You’re not worried it’ll be unsafe to have a dog around?”

“Not at all. If we get a puppy from a reputable breeder, get it checked by a vet, and keep it clean, it’s perfectly safe,” Tyrone reassured her.

“Then... could it be a golden retriever?” Alicia’s voice was tentative. Maybe it was nostalgia—she’d always loved golden retrievers, ever since she was little.

Back when she was blind, whenever she cried, that golden retriever would nuzzle up to her and offer comfort.

The housekeeper used to say the dog was a therapy animal, meant to soothe emotional wounds.

“Of course,” Tyrone nodded.

Alicia was so delighted she leaned over and kissed Tyrone on the cheek.

Molly always said, “Please your sugar daddy, and you’ll earn extra perks.” Classic Molly advice.

Tyrone froze for a second, then gave Alicia a helpless look. “Who have you been learning these things from...?”

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Bzz. Tyrone’s phone vibrated.

“Uncle Tyrone, my mom’s coughing up blood!” Melanie’s voice came through the line, choked with sobs.

Alicia’s hand paused mid-air. Serena must want Tyrone to come over—she wouldn’t have called otherwise.