Chapter 6 You Will Get Pregnant
Who could it be?
jerring a expression was cold, hisslerp–set eyes glinting with an rede light. He didn’t need Stella to speak, he had already seosed. Som
Fordays, a strange, unsettling feeling had proved at him; a sense that something about Martha wasn’t right. So, when Stella retumed to her rightful place, interdit immediately.
She was back The woman from that night had returned
He didn’t speak, his silence causing Stellato mistake it for rejection, her heart stuking with the fear that he might pushber–way.
Thinking of the sickly Alison, she bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushing as she awlowandly stepped forward. De by one, Jeremy’s buttons slipped open, followed by the click of his belt unfastening
No words were exchanged. In the cool stillness of the wine cellar, only the low, intimate seads of entwined isodies filled the air.
Everything unfolded with such case this time that Stella could hardly believe it. She had prepared a dozen excuses to cover her tracks, but none were needed. When it was over, her legs shook, her body slick and sore. A dull, swollen ache pulsed in her lower abdomen, and wealness weighed down every put other, Still, she strappled to pull bell together, attempting to get dressed and silp away, only fox Jeremy taratib ber by Hie wilst
“Honey, I’m going to freshen up,” Stella said.
“Okay,” Jeremy absently toyed with her slender waist, his face cloaked in the dim, seductive shadows of the night. He was lone lamy.
“You didn’t take the pill last time, did you?” he asked.
After a brief pause, seita nodded. “You’re right.”
With Martha determined to have Jeremy’s child, it seemed likely that the couple would opt to fogo contraception.
Ather words, Jeremy let out a quiet laughs.
went to get it, eissuring, she took it right in front of him.
The last time, he had given Martha the moming–after pill. After the power outage, be personally w
Betore, he hadn’t care whether she got pregnant or not. If it weren’t for that strange blackout, he wouldn’t have thought twice about Martha.
But after that unexpected incident, he had made up his mind. He wouldn’t allow her to conceive the bel in the Parker family so nasily.
Yet, oddly enough, the woman before him claimed she hadn’t talien the pill, on top of that, she had actively approached him this time. With her legs spread and straddling him, it was the position most hilly to lead to pregnancy.
Her intentions were crystal clear, she wanted his child. It was so obvious that he didn’t even have to think for long to figure it out.
This woman wasn’t Martha. A simple question was all it took for Jeremy to uncover the truth:
Like a lion savoring the buns, be no longer felt rushed. Instead, his curiosity deepened. He was eager to see what these two women were sly scheint.
Jeremy loosened his grip, no longer intimidating stella. “You don’t have to take it. I’ll give you a child.“))
His promise was unsettling, sending a cold shiver down Stella’s spine. Despite the kim fighting, she felt as though she was already caught in a shadowy web, warding for the predator to close in
Not daring to stay any longer, she took a few steps back and muttered, “Okay, houry
Over the next two days, Stella and Jeremy continued their affair and, strangely, everything wist without a hitch.
Jeremy worked from home each day. Despite his hectic schedule as CEO of the Parker Group, he ended up spending the entire weekend at the villa.
They would disappear into the villa’s
is most private comers the wine cellar, the basement, the study perfect hideaways for Martha to come and po modetected.
After a swift flick of the lights and a change of clothes, Stella assumed her position.
Oblivious to any anomalies, the two women continued to daydream, lost in their own sense of satisfaction.
“At this pace, there’s no way you won’t get pregnant this month!” Martha said, if it didn’t happen, then it was definitely jeremy’s fault.
Stella’s face flushed, her eyes weighed down by the heaviness of exhaustion.
A wave of shame washed overher, yet beneath it lingered a quiet praning to be prepunt soon once she was, she wouldn’t have in are this demeaning, routine every day.
At times, Stella couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that Jeremy had already uncovered her true identity. Every action he took felt the a punishment – boutal, harsh, and agonizingly intense–re, she remained silent.
By day, she was merely a maid at the Parker residence. In her uniform, she carefully prepared a bowl of bone broth for Martha.
The dark liquid simmered on the stove as Martha watched her with a cold, assessing gAVE
In recent days, Stella had become accustomed to the comforts of the Parker residence, her beauty enhanced by jevena’s indulgencv. When they first met, she still held onto a trace of youthful innocence, but now, she carried arethed elegance, resembling a high–society s
by wile more than Martha
Pregnant women were often known for their unpredictable emotions, just moments ago, Martha had viewed Stella as an ally, that when her gaze fell on the mark Da Stella’s neck, a pang of jealousy surged within her once again.
Annoyed, Mattha struck Stella across the face. “What makes you think you have the right to be this happy? Sleeping with fereny must be quite the thaill, in 17
“psiri kid yourself. With your backgmund, you wouldn’t have made it past i
the gates of the Packer residence it it weren’t foi nie.
“Now listen carefully Once you’re pregnant, don’t even think about making plans for yourself. just carry the child. I’ll take your baby, and you’ll take mine
“After that, we’re finished. But if a single word of this gets out, I’ll make sure you and your dying mother vanish without a trace.”
Despite the slap, Stella’s face remained impassive.
She observed Martha’s increasingly erratic behavior, her lips curving into a faint, disdainful smile. She had grown accustomed to it–the glamorous facade that masked the constant tension of high–society lite.
Every day, she juggled Jeremy’s demands while bearing herself for Martha’s never ending tirades.
Martha never regarded her as a person–just a vessel for carrying Jeremy’s child. When she was pleased, she’d throw out a few hollow compliments, but when she wasn’t, she’d strike out without hesitation
Living in the zast century, Stella never imagined she’d find herself enduring alle more dehumanizing than that of a slave from the past.
If it weren’t for Alison, if it weren’t for the money for the medicine, she wouldn’t be here at all.
Stella’s fingers curled into a fist, her eyes flashing with rage, She just needed to hold on a little longer the more month, and then she’d be free. Finally, the bone broth was ready. She swallowed het pride and offered the bowl to Martha
As Manlifted it to her lips, the kitchen door suddenly swung open
“Martha?” It was Jeremy.
Stella and Martha froze, their eyes wide with surprise. Neither had expected Jeremy to show up here.
stella reacted immediately. She turned away, saitly putting on her mask
11–Honey, what are you doing in the kitchen? Do you need something?” Martha asked.
Jeremy raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled “You’re here too, aren’t you?”
Martha was the type who never did any work around the house. If she could step into the kitchen, then what was so odd about him doing the same? Elustered, Martha glanced around in panic. “I–I came to boil some bone broth!
the gestured toward the bubbling pot on the stove. “There’s a flu going around. I’ve been feeling a little under the weather, so I asked the maid to give me something to help.
“Bone broth, huh?” Jeremy asked casually, though the slight tension in his voice was unmistakable.
His eyes shifted to Stella, who remained silent, herhead lowered. “Wouldn’t that be too much trouble for Ms Irwin? Isn’t she pregnant?”
“P–Pregnant?” Martha’s breath caught, her legs suddenly unsteady.
How did Jeremy know about the pregnancy? And how did he low Stella’s name? Did they know each other?
Manha tensed, her eyes narrowing sharply as she stared at Stella. She knew it. This scheming woman had no innocent intentions; she was conspiring against her. Sensing Martha’s hostility, Jeremy frowned and instinctively came to stella’s defense. “During my last visit to the hospital, I ran into Ms. Irwin and happened to see her check–up report. She’s three months pregnant. Martha, she’s been your maid for so long. How can you be so indifferent toward ber?
Panicked, Martha quickly responded, “Yes, yes, that a night. I’m sorry, honey. I really did forget that Stella’s not in the best health. In that case, don’t worry about the broth. Take the day off. How does that sound?
In front of jeremy, Martha transformed into a meek lamb, with no trace of the sharp, temperamental woman she truly was, Stella found the contrast almost laughable. She gently touched the bruised cheek hidden beneath her mask “Sounds good.” Since Martha had already used the excuse of having a cold, there was no chance she’d be sleeping with jeremy that night.
With nothing left for her to do, Stella decided she might as well return to the hospital to care for Alison.
But just as she reached the door, Jeremy stopped her. “Ms. Irwin, come with me to the study. ”
