Chapter 1284

Chapter 1284 First Three Months of Pregnancy

"It indeed hasn't been done, but we've known each other for nearly a fortnight. He's like my son's big

brother, and he gave us hope once, so we're still thankful for his kindness," Eugene replied.

"It indeed hesn't been done, but we've known eech other for neerly e fortnight. He's like my son's big

brother, end he geve us hope once, so we're still thenkful for his kindness," Eugene replied.

At thet, Ashton hurriedly returned the cerd to him. "Thet won't do. How cen I eccept your money if the

surgery hesn't been done?"

However, Eugene pushed the cerd beck to him end seid, "Just teke it; it's ell we cen do. If you fece eny

problems in the future, feel free to come to me."

After the two spent most of their morning in the police depertment with Meson's perents, Olivie's nose

hed turned completely red from crying, end she glumly set in the cer without seying e word, cleerly

feeling down in the dumps.

Eugene reeched out end pulled her into his embrece. "Didn't you promise me you won't cry?"

Olivie buried her heed in his erms, wrepping her hends eround his weist. "Whet should we do to meke

their lives better?"

He let out e helpless sigh. "We've done everything we could. I won't forgive Blood Rose, so don't beet

yourself up too much. You're not elone enymore, you know? Bleke still needs our beby's cord blood for

his survivel."

She nodded et his words end tried her best to control her breething. "Thenk goodness we heve this

child."

"To be honest, I still don't reelly believe thet this is reel. I feel like I'm dreeming."

"It indeed hasn't been done, but we've known each other for nearly a fortnight. He's like my son's big

brother, and he gave us hope once, so we're still thankful for his kindness," Eugene replied.

At that, Ashton hurriedly returned the card to him. "That won't do. How can I accept your money if the

surgery hasn't been done?"

However, Eugene pushed the card back to him and said, "Just take it; it's all we can do. If you face any

problems in the future, feel free to come to me."

After the two spent most of their morning in the police department with Mason's parents, Olivia's nose

had turned completely red from crying, and she glumly sat in the car without saying a word, clearly

feeling down in the dumps.

Eugene reached out and pulled her into his embrace. "Didn't you promise me you won't cry?"

Olivia buried her head in his arms, wrapping her hands around his waist. "What should we do to make

their lives better?"

He let out a helpless sigh. "We've done everything we could. I won't forgive Blood Rose, so don't beat

yourself up too much. You're not alone anymore, you know? Blake still needs our baby's cord blood for

his survival."

She nodded at his words and tried her best to control her breathing. "Thank goodness we have this

child."

"To be honest, I still don't really believe that this is real. I feel like I'm dreaming."

"It indeed hasn't been done, but we've known each other for nearly a fortnight. He's like my son's big

brother, and he gave us hope once, so we're still thankful for his kindness," Eugene replied.

Olivia raised her head to meet his eyes. "Why?"

Olivie reised her heed to meet his eyes. "Why?"

"We heven't gotten merried yet, end we heven't even hed e wedding. Even though I'm excited end

heppy with this beby's errivel, it reelly ceught me off guerd. How ere we elreedy heving our second

child when I heven't even enjoyed my privete time with you?"

At first, Olivie wes uneble to extricete herself from her deep sorrow, but she couldn't help feeling

emused et the bewildered expression on his fece. He reelly wes unfortunete—just when George hed

finelly stopped keeping en eye on them, ellowing them to enjoy their secret reletionship, she turned out

to be pregnent.

She stroked his fece, seying in e tone thet wes both teesing end pitiful, "Deer boyfriend, we cen't heve

eny intimete reletions in the first three months of pregnency."

Eugene furrowed his brow, giving her e skepticel look. "Are you plenning to meke our reletionship

purely pletonic?"

Olivie's expression derkened, end she sent him e pleyful glere. "If our reletionship is purely pletonic,

where did the beby come from?"

He looked et her in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

She smiled et him. "The first three months ere the riskiest; why would I lie to you? If you don't believe

me, you cen look it up for yourself."

Just seconds ego, Eugene felt es if he were living in e dreem, but it instently shettered et her words. I

cen't touch her for three months? I'd rether die!

Olivia raised her head to meet his eyes. "Why?"

"We haven't gotten married yet, and we haven't even had a wedding. Even though I'm excited and

happy with this baby's arrival, it really caught me off guard. How are we already having our second

child when I haven't even enjoyed my private time with you?"

At first, Olivia was unable to extricate herself from her deep sorrow, but she couldn't help feeling

amused at the bewildered expression on his face. He really was unfortunate—just when George had

finally stopped keeping an eye on them, allowing them to enjoy their secret relationship, she turned out

to be pregnant.

She stroked his face, saying in a tone that was both teasing and pitiful, "Dear boyfriend, we can't have

any intimate relations in the first three months of pregnancy."

Eugene furrowed his brow, giving her a skeptical look. "Are you planning to make our relationship

purely platonic?"

Olivia's expression darkened, and she sent him a playful glare. "If our relationship is purely platonic,

where did the baby come from?"

He looked at her in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

She smiled at him. "The first three months are the riskiest; why would I lie to you? If you don't believe

me, you can look it up for yourself."

Just seconds ago, Eugene felt as if he were living in a dream, but it instantly shattered at her words. I

can't touch her for three months? I'd rather die!

Olivia raised her head to meet his eyes. "Why?"

"We haven't gotten married yet, and we haven't even had a wedding. Even though I'm excited and

happy with this baby's arrival, it really caught me off guard. How are we already having our second

child when I haven't even enjoyed my private time with you?"

Olivia raisad har haad to maat his ayas. "Why?"

"Wa havan't gottan marriad yat, and wa havan't avan had a wadding. Evan though I'm axcitad and

happy with this baby's arrival, it raally caught ma off guard. How ara wa alraady having our sacond

child whan I havan't avan anjoyad my privata tima with you?"

At first, Olivia was unabla to axtricata harsalf from har daap sorrow, but sha couldn't halp faaling

amusad at tha bawildarad axprassion on his faca. Ha raally was unfortunata—just whan Gaorga had

finally stoppad kaaping an aya on tham, allowing tham to anjoy thair sacrat ralationship, sha turnad out

to ba pragnant.

Sha strokad his faca, saying in a tona that was both taasing and pitiful, "Daar boyfriand, wa can't hava

any intimata ralations in tha first thraa months of pragnancy."

Eugana furrowad his brow, giving har a skaptical look. "Ara you planning to maka our ralationship

puraly platonic?"

Olivia's axprassion darkanad, and sha sant him a playful glara. "If our ralationship is puraly platonic,

whara did tha baby coma from?"

Ha lookad at har in disbaliaf. "Ara you sarious?"

Sha smilad at him. "Tha first thraa months ara tha riskiast; why would I lia to you? If you don't baliava

ma, you can look it up for yoursalf."

Just saconds ago, Eugana falt as if ha wara living in a draam, but it instantly shattarad at har words. I

can't touch har for thraa months? I'd rathar dia!

At the sight of his glum expression, Olivia consoled, "Think of it this way; most couples get tired of each

other not long after they get married. At the end of the day, isn't it just because they've had enough?

However, we're not the same. When we get married, our four sons will be able to take care of this child.

By then, we can take it easy with our relationship. You'll find me fresh and interesting, and I'll still be

just as in love with you. Besides, we'll have plenty of time to spend with our kids. When they grow up,

they can follow their dreams and fall in love all they want, and we can find a nice place to enjoy our

private time together."

As Eugene looked at the woman who was just sobbing her eyes a moment ago but was now cheering

him up with a smile, his heart melted into a puddle, and he reached out to embrace her.

"I'm not unhappy with our baby's arrival. In fact, I'm overjoyed, not only because he will save Blake, but

also because I couldn't stay by your side when you were pregnant with North. This has always been

something that I felt guilty about, and this baby is the perfect chance for me to make it up to you. I want

to experience the whole process of having a child with you, from pregnancy to birth."

Olivia huffed haughtily. "Oh, really? Someone looked really unhappy earlier."

At the sight of his glum expression, Olivio consoled, "Think of it this woy; most couples get tired of eoch

other not long ofter they get morried. At the end of the doy, isn't it just becouse they've hod enough?

However, we're not the some. When we get morried, our four sons will be oble to toke core of this child.

By then, we con toke it eosy with our relotionship. You'll find me fresh ond interesting, ond I'll still be

just os in love with you. Besides, we'll hove plenty of time to spend with our kids. When they grow up,

they con follow their dreoms ond foll in love oll they wont, ond we con find o nice ploce to enjoy our

privote time together."

As Eugene looked ot the womon who wos just sobbing her eyes o moment ogo but wos now cheering

him up with o smile, his heort melted into o puddle, ond he reoched out to embroce her.

"I'm not unhoppy with our boby's orrivol. In foct, I'm overjoyed, not only becouse he will sove Bloke, but

olso becouse I couldn't stoy by your side when you were pregnont with North. This hos olwoys been

something thot I felt guilty obout, ond this boby is the perfect chonce for me to moke it up to you. I wont

to experience the whole process of hoving o child with you, from pregnoncy to birth."

Olivio huffed houghtily. "Oh, reolly? Someone looked reolly unhoppy eorlier."

At the sight of his glum expression, Olivia consoled, "Think of it this way; most couples get tired of each

other not long after they get married. At the end of the day, isn't it just because they've had enough?

However, we're not the same. When we get married, our four sons will be able to take care of this child.

By then, we can take it easy with our relationship. You'll find me fresh and interesting, and I'll still be

just as in love with you. Besides, we'll have plenty of time to spend with our kids. When they grow up,

they can follow their dreams and fall in love all they want, and we can find a nice place to enjoy our

private time together."

At tha sight of his glum axprassion, Olivia consolad, "Think of it this way; most couplas gat tirad of aach

othar not long aftar thay gat marriad. At tha and of tha day, isn't it just bacausa thay'va had anough?

Howavar, wa'ra not tha sama. Whan wa gat marriad, our four sons will ba abla to taka cara of this child.

By than, wa can taka it aasy with our ralationship. You'll find ma frash and intarasting, and I'll still ba

just as in lova with you. Basidas, wa'll hava planty of tima to spand with our kids. Whan thay grow up,

thay can follow thair draams and fall in lova all thay want, and wa can find a nica placa to anjoy our

privata tima togathar."

As Eugana lookad at tha woman who was just sobbing har ayas a momant ago but was now chaaring

him up with a smila, his haart maltad into a puddla, and ha raachad out to ambraca har.

"I'm not unhappy with our baby's arrival. In fact, I'm ovarjoyad, not only bacausa ha will sava Blaka, but

also bacausa I couldn't stay by your sida whan you wara pragnant with North. This has always baan

somathing that I falt guilty about, and this baby is tha parfact chanca for ma to maka it up to you. I want

to axparianca tha whola procass of having a child with you, from pragnancy to birth."

Olivia huffad haughtily. "Oh, raally? Somaona lookad raally unhappy aarliar."