Before Amelia finished her words, Clay's cold eyes swept over her: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I would tell this to my aunt?"
Hearing this, Amelia slowly lowered his eyes.
Yes, the child she was pregnant with was not Clay??s. This kind of thing was a shame for a man. How could he possibly tell anyone about it?
Amelia felt his heart sinking little by little.
"My injury is healed now, so I'll leave first." Amelia said in a low voice.
Clay had no reason to keep her any longer, so he nodded: "Yeah."
Amelia returned to his job with a dull look in his eyes.
What is she thinking about?
Later, Amelia put aside this thought and concentrated on his work, and soon it was time to get off work.
When the time came, her cell phone rang. It was a text message from Grace.
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