Chapter 102
incent takes Rowan with him, along with the Ragdoll cat that Doris claimed Isolde would love.
fter they left, Isolde, who had been holding herself together, collapsed.
assius caught her limp body and carried her to the office couch.
solde was leaning against the couch with her hand over her chest, still breathing heavily, and a face as white as a sheet of paper.
his was a symptom of over–breathing caused by her emotional overload.
assius covered her mouth and calmly guided, “You’re over–breathing, close your mouth and follow my rhythm, one, two, inhale, yes,
at’s it, one, two, inhale ……”
With Cassius‘ help, Isolde’s breathing finally returned to normal.
assius received a cup of warm boiled water and handed it to her mouth, “Drink some water.”
olde leans back on the couch and drinks a small half cup of warm water before her tense body gradually relaxes.
assius casually grabbed a pillow and put it on her back, “Leaning back will be more comfortable.”
olde looked at Cassius, her pale lips gently hooked down, her tone sincere, “Thank you.”
fter getting along these few days, she realized that although Cassius had a poisonous mouth, he was quite nice.
nd he was obviously not very old, but he was unexpectedly quite good at taking care of people.
What’s this?” Cassius picked up a piece of paper from the floor and frowned, “A pregnancy test? Whose ……”
olde’s eyelids fluttered and she sat up and reached for it-
Wait!” Cassius avoids her hand and stands up, looking closely at what’s on it.
fter a few seconds, he frowned at Isolde, “You’re pregnant?”
olde looked at him, her brow wrinkling slightly, “Don’t tell anyone.”
No, you and Vincent are in the middle of a divorce!” Cassius looks at her, “You’re going to be a single mom?”
I’m going into surgery tomorrow.”
assíus froze, “Hand, surgery?”
Uh–huh.” Isolde stood up and took the pregnancy test back from him, her voice soft, “An abortion.”
Cassius: “……”
solde puts the pregnancy test slip back in her bag and turns toward the door.
The little golden hair was still obediently lying on its back in the pet box waiting for its owner.
Seeing Isolde come out, it immediately stood up, “Want Want!”
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holde smiled at it and released it.
The little golden hair ran directly to Isolde, constantly rubbing against her palm, its happy little tail wagging endlessly!
Cassius came over and watched her play with the little golden hair.
After more than half a minute of silence, he asked, “Does Vincent know?”
Isolde interacts with the little blonde without raising her eyebrows, “He doesn’t need to know.”
At that, Cassius pursed his lips and fell silent again.
“Anna doesn’t have her kennel or her dog food, does she?” Isolde asked.
“Oh yes, I bought…… all of them,” Cassius mouth scooped sharp brake, cleared his throat and said, “My friend all ready, in my trunk, later I go down to get it.”
Isolde stroked her little blonde hair, her whole state still a little uncontrolled wandering.
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