CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63: THREATENED MISCARRIAGE

Serena followed us into my mother’s hospital room.

Last time, she didn’t manage to connect with the Sinclair Family, and she’s been brooding over it.

Now, given the chance, although she’s jealous of my relationship with Madam Sinclair, she put on a sycophantic smile, trying to impress the old lady.

"Madam, there was a misunderstanding between my sister and me, and I’m grateful that you permitted me to come in. It’s my honor that you remember me."

She glossed over in a sweet manner.

Madam Sinclair let out a cold hum, looking at her with a faint smile: "Miss Sawyer’s family has been quite the sensation lately, it’s impossible to not remember you."

Serena’s expression changed slightly.

She then put on a pitiful look and said, "I’m here today because of this matter. Surely, Madam knows that Miss Ellison and I are actually half-sisters. I truly cherish our sisterly bond, so I wanted to come and see Miss Ellison and Aunt."

Speaking of which, she looked at me, "Miss Ellison, rest assured, I will definitely persuade my mom not to hold grudges over the mistakes Aunt made in her younger years."

Madam Sinclair sneered coldly and said, "Miss Sawyer, I finally understand your ways. No wonder you made a name for yourself in the entertainment industry at such a young age. Impressive, quite the strategist."

"Madam..."

Serena bit her lower lip, as if Madam Sinclair had wronged her, and said hoarsely, "Did you misunderstand something? Or... did Sister say something to you?"

Madam Sinclair maintained a stern look and said, "Zoe never said anything bad about you in front of me, didn’t even mention you. But you, from the moment you came in, have done nothing but slander her and her mother. Do you think I’m so old and confused that I can’t tell?"

Serena could hardly keep up her innocent facade.

She shook her head, looking innocent, and said, "Madam, I don’t understand why you have such malice towards me? Back then, my mom’s family was destroyed, if she hadn’t silently endured all these years, I might not even have a complete family now. I’m the one who’s the victim..."

Just as I was about to scold her for being shameless, Madam Sinclair spoke up, "Miss Sawyer, can’t you understand what I mean? Zoe’s mother was my student, and I know her better than anyone. If she were the kind of person you claim, she wouldn’t have become my student at all!"

Serena was stunned, completely caught off guard by my mother’s connection with Madam Sinclair.

Madam Sinclair said coldly, "To be honest, the reason I let you in just now was to see your tricks. However, now I’ve seen it clearly; you’re capable, but your tactics are beneath you."

Serena was so stunned by the old lady’s words that her face turned pale.

Ultimately, unable to save face, she hastily left.

Madam Sinclair was rather upset by her antics, though she didn’t show it earlier; after Serena left, her expression turned extremely grim.

She said, "The Xavier Family is considered one of the top families in Veridia, how could President Xavier be interested in such a woman?"

I could have told the old lady about my relationship with Timothy, but since we’ve already signed the divorce agreement and are just waiting to get the divorce certificate, why let others know about this connection?

So, in the end, I didn’t mention it.

I told her about my failed attempt to find the marriage registration between Peter Sawyer and my mother at the civil affairs bureau yesterday.

The old lady analyzed, "There are only two possibilities. One is that your mother and Peter Sawyer held a wedding but didn’t register it, and the other is that they found someone to delete the marriage records from back then. However, I think the first possibility is more likely. After all, aside from Peter Sawyer having some standing in academic circles, the Sawyer Family doesn’t have the power to manipulate the civil affairs bureau."

I sighed quietly.

Just how much did my mother love Peter Sawyer back then?

That she married in such haste, without even registering the marriage.

Madam Sinclair remembered her purpose for finding me, and said, "I contacted several students who attended your mother’s wedding back then. Some of them even took photos, which are evidence that Peter Sawyer cannot deny. Now, they’re on their way to Veridia, and we’ll take this opportunity to hold a gathering."

Tears welled up in my eyes; my mother’s innocence could finally be proven.

"Thank you, Grandma Sinclair."

I looked at her gratefully, and said, "If it weren’t for you, perhaps my mother and I would have been labeled wrongly for a lifetime."

Madam Sinclair held my hand, patting it gently, and said, "Child, just put your heart at ease here and watch over your mother. Soon, the truth will be known to all."

At this moment, the nanny who came with Madam Sinclair entered to remind us, "Madam, you have an appointment with Master Umbra at the Westcliff Monastery for devotional practice today. Shall we leave now?"

I was a bit surprised to learn that Madam Sinclair is also a believer in Buddhism.

On second thought, it made sense; someone her age was indeed likely to believe in this more.

I walked Madam Sinclair downstairs to the car before returning to the hospital room.

Soon, sounds of provocation arose outside.

I immediately went out and found Serena’s fans being blocked by bodyguards at the entrance.

"Zoe Ellison, if you and your mom have the guts to steal men, then have the guts to come out!"

"You must have done something wrong if you even hired bodyguards. Isn’t that being guilty conscience!"

"Where are the doctors? What kind of lousy hospital is this, actually harboring an old mistress for so long and even treating her!"

"..."

When they saw me step out, their voices grew even louder.

I stood behind the bodyguards, watching them with an expressionless face, "Don’t you know, the last people who slandered me are already in jail."

A fan sneered, "Who are you trying to scare! That person went to jail because they posted defamatory posters of you, spreading your photos. But we’re here to do justice! To uphold social justice!"

Another fan chimed in, "Exactly! If everyone were like you and your mom, becoming mistresses, wouldn’t society fall apart!"

"Zoe Ellison, if you want to sue, go ahead! Even if you call the police, the worst we’ll do is pay a fine. We have money, plenty of money to pay you! But I just want to call you out for being a mistress! As long as I don’t go to jail, I’ll be here every day to yell at you and your mom!"

A bunch of brain-dead fans shouted one after another.

Although they couldn’t really harm me, like nagging flies, they were certainly annoying.

Just then, the elevator doors opened.

Serena, who had been driven away by Madam Sinclair just now, returned unexpectedly, and this time, she was accompanied by Timothy Xavier.

The fans’ eyes immediately lit up.

"Oh my, it’s Serena! We get to see Serena here!"

"She’s even prettier than on TV! So different from that slutty look of Zoe Ellison! So pure, so beautiful!"

"Look, that’s President Xavier. I just knew President Xavier was only playing around with Zoe Ellison. His true love remains with our Serena. In the end, it’ll surely be President Xavier who apologizes and kneels on a keyboard for her!"

"..."

The fans kept talking as they crowded around.

Serena first helped the fans with autographs and then gently said, "Everyone, I know you care about me and are standing up for me. However, I don’t want to pursue any issues with Miss Ellison and her mother, nor do I wish anyone to get sued because of me. So please, give me face, and go back, okay?"

After she said that, some fans started crying directly.

"Serena, why are you so foolish!"

That fan sobbed and said, "The more you act like this, the more we feel for you. You’re so innocent, how can you be a match for Zoe Ellison?"

"Yes, Serena. We are all your family; don’t be afraid, you are not alone!"

"Zoe Ellison, apologize now! As long as you kneel down and admit you and your mom are mistresses, we’ll forgive!"

"Yes, apologize!"

A crowd of fans swarmed forward, and the bodyguards almost couldn’t hold them back.

Timothy Xavier seemed to have learned about what was happening and brought a group of bodyguards with him as well.

Finally, it was the bodyguards of Timothy Xavier and Ethan Xavier, along with many security guards at the hospital, who drove those fans away.

The scene finally quieted down.

Serena Sawyer walked up to me, sounding concerned, "Miss Ellison, are you okay? Let me have a look, did you get hurt?"

As she spoke, she was about to touch me.

I dodged away in disgust.

She took the opportunity to fall backward, as if I had pushed her.

Timothy Xavier immediately stepped forward to support her waist, firmly catching her.

His gaze was icy, and his tone unusually deep, "Serena heard her fans came to you, and she rushed over with me to help you. She didn’t even tell me about being humiliated by you and Madam Sinclair today. What more do you want?"

I retorted, "She didn’t tell you, how did you know then?"

Timothy Xavier replied coldly, "Her eyes were red from crying, I pressed her for an answer. When will you learn even half of her generosity and tolerance? Then you’d be a qualified Mrs. Xavier."

"Timothy Xavier, I’ve long stopped wanting to be Mrs. Xavier! Take your lover and get out immediately, don’t disgust me anymore!"

My final words were practically shouted.

But immediately following that, a faint pain came from my abdomen.

Thinking of the baby, I quickly covered my belly, turning pale.

Timothy Xavier seemed to notice something was wrong too, he set Serena aside and came toward me.

I said to the bodyguards, "Stop him, I don’t want to see him."

Ethan Xavier’s bodyguards instantly blocked Timothy Xavier, while Timothy’s bodyguards adopted an aggressive stance.

Both sides looked ready to explode, almost about to fight.

At this moment, Timothy Xavier sternly ordered, "Let’s go!"

Only then did the bodyguards he brought lower their guards and left with their boss.

As Timothy Xavier left, his gaze seemed to tell me that I wasn’t worth such a fuss.

After they left, I covered my aching abdomen and went straight to the gynecology and obstetrics department.

The doctor listened to my account and examined me thoroughly.

After viewing my test results, the doctor said seriously, "You already have anemia, combined with recent emotional distress, you’re showing signs of a threatened miscarriage."

I was shocked, feeling I owed this small life inside me.

"Doctor, is there any solution now?"

Previously unsure if I wanted to keep him, at this moment, I cherished every minute of our shared bloodline.

The doctor prescribed medicine to protect the pregnancy and said, "I recommend you be hospitalized."

I thought about my mother’s unresolved matters, plus Serena’s fans constantly causing trouble, and I didn’t dare leave my mother’s side.

"Can I not be hospitalized?" I asked.

The doctor said, "If you’re not hospitalized, you need to rest well at home. Make sure to control your emotions and avoid exertion."

I nodded sincerely and went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

Back in the ward, I hadn’t expected Timothy Xavier to return.

This time, he was alone, without Serena.

Seeing the medication bag in my hand, his deep eyes showed a hint of suspicion.

I was startled and quickly hid the medicine bag behind me, asking displeased, "Didn’t you leave with Serena Sawyer?"

"Miss Ellison’s parents called me earlier, worried that you’d be subjected to online abuse if you stayed in the country, so they asked me to help you."

Timothy Xavier wasn’t discussing it with me, he was informing me, "The private jet is arranged, and overseas hospitals are ready too. It’s not time for you to be willful."

I replied coldly, "I’m not going anywhere, neither is my mom."

I don’t understand why it’s us, who did nothing wrong, who have to hide?

Timothy Xavier pinched his brow, seemingly in distress, "Zoe Ellison, even though Serena persuaded her fans away today, they might come again tomorrow or the day after. Staying here is ultimately unsafe."

I retorted, "What does that have to do with you?"

Timothy Xavier was at a loss for words, he said faintly, "After all, you’re my wife, we’ve known each other for twenty years. I can’t just stand by idly."

Feelings?

I found it laughable for Timothy Xavier to mention those words.

"President Xavier, really, there’s no need. Save your feelings for Serena Sawyer!"

Remembering the doctor’s words, my tone was exceptionally calm, neither sad nor joyful.

At this moment, Timothy Xavier received a call, and his face instantly turned serious.

After the call, he scrutinized me, asking, "Are you familiar with Madam Sinclair?"

"Kind of."

I didn’t know why he suddenly brought up Madam Sinclair.

Timothy Xavier said coldly, "You badmouthed Serena in front of Madam Sinclair, what are you trying to achieve now?"

I was utterly confused by his questioning.

He handed his phone to me, unexpectedly, Madam Sinclair had posted a message using The Sinclair Group’s official account:

Tomorrow morning at 8am, Madam Sinclair will hold a press conference as a professor at University of Veridia’s Music Academy to testify for her student Eleanor Thorne.

Madam Sinclair, usually low-profile and rarely appearing in public, was personally clarifying for my mother.

A wave of emotion surged in my heart.

Those I once trusted stabbed my heart repeatedly at times like this, feeling like strangers.

But the one helping me was an elderly woman I had merely met a few times.

Timothy Xavier’s tone tightened, "Zoe Ellison, answer me! What deal did you make with Madam Sinclair, what are you two planning?"

His urgency amused me, I smiled and said, "What? Worried that your lover and future mother-in-law’s faces will be exposed to the public tomorrow, feeling sorry for them ahead of time?"

Timothy Xavier sneered, "Black can never become white, I have nothing to worry about. I’m just afraid you’re being used by the Sinclair Family, going further down the wrong path."

I curled my lips bitterly.

If Timothy Xavier had half the trust in me as he does in Serena Sawyer, we wouldn’t have ended up like this.

"Then let’s just wait and see."

I met his sharp gaze and said, "Remember to watch the press conference tomorrow."

Just then, a nurse suddenly entered, saying, "Miss Ellison, you’re indeed here! You forgot a box of medicine at the pharmacy just now."

After speaking, she handed the medicine for protecting the pregnancy to me in front of Timothy Xavier.