Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 She’s My Child

Chapter 217 She’s My Child

Tess knew better than anyone how heartless he could be toward her.

She pressed a hand to her chest, almost slapping herself to snap out of it.

That tiny flicker of hope from before had dug into her heart like a thorn.

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Ever since she got out of prison, she’d reminded herself not to get her hopes up about anyone. But now, seeing the smallest change in Finn had made her revert to that naive, hopeful version of herself.

Tess gritted her teeth and punched her chest, punishing herself for even thinking that way.

“Wahhhh-”

Layla suddenly cried from the bed.

Tess‘ heart clenched, and she hurried to pick her up. Immediately, Layla stopped fussing and looked up with wide, pitiful eyes.

Tess realized she’d probably scared Layla and softened her voice. “Good girl, Layla … ”

But unlike before, when a bit of coaxing worked, Layla still looked upset, reaching her little hands toward Tess as if trying to comfort her.

Tess froze, her nose tingling.

For so long, she’d been completely alone in Aetheris, carrying everything on her own. But now, she had Layla. Her restless heart finally felt anchored.

She hugged her daughter close, letting Layla’s unique scent calm her racing thoughts.

Feeling her mother’s calm, Layla finally smiled.

Tess was about to lay Layla back on the bed when her phone buzzed.

A message from Connor lit up her phone.

“Are you home?”

Recalling his gentle, kind face in her mind, Tess politely replied, “Yes. Thank you for your help at the gala.”

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Chapter 217 She’s My Child

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Connor replied quickly, “It’s my duty. You’re one of Cavrielle’s top designers. We always take care of our own.”

Tess let out a relaxed smile, relieved.

Thinking back on the gala, she typed back, “I should thank you properly. How about I treat you to a meal tomorrow? Please allow me the honor.”

“My pleasure.”

The next day, Tess wore a comfortable, simple white dress. She didn’t leave Layla with the nanny at Evermount Villa as usual. Today, she kept her daughter by her side.

Yesterday’s gala would surely be all over the internet, and today would be full of chatter. Bringing Layla was also her way of fighting back against the media’s rumors about her. Who her father was didn’t matter; what mattered was that Layla was her child.

Tess headed straight to the restaurant with Layla.

It was a delicate Crorusese pastry shop. Arriving early, they ran into the breakfast rush.

Connor was already there, wearing a crisp white suit. Even with a few streaks of white in his hair, he still drew attention with his upright posture and handsome face.

Passersby couldn’t help sneaking glances, wondering who would be honored enough to have him wait on them.

Soon, Tess appeared.

As a young woman, she exuded a composed presence, like a calm, motionless sea.

The crowd quickly looked away, some faces flickering with a mix of awe and regret.

“Hello, Tess,” Connor said with a smile. His gaze swept over Layla, but he didn’t ask anything right away.

Instead, he handed Tess a glass of plain buttermilk and a plate of matcha pastries. “I heard these are the specialties here. Give them a try.”

Tess felt a bit embarrassed.

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