Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 332 She's Carrying His Child

Chapter 332 She's Carrying His Child

Kenneth paused in his tracks.

After a moment, he instructed Kaleb, "Find a hotel for her to settle in."

Kaleb personally untied the little miss, seeing that she was unharmed, and his eyes welled up with

tears. "As long as she's safe!"

But Eloise's gaze remained fixed on the direction Kenneth had left, lost in thought.

Her heart slowly sank.

......

In the early morning hours, Kenneth stood by the window while Kaleb draped a coat over his shoulders.

Kaleb spoke softly, "Amelia's right hand is disabled. In the future, she'll probably need to train her left

hand. How do you plan to arrange things for her?"

Kenneth lit a cigarette.

After a moment, he whispered, "Keep her around, she's still useful."

He wanted her to be his "trusted confidante." If anyone wanted to harm those close to him, the first

person they would have to deal with would be Amelia. To put it frankly, she was his shield.

And she couldn't refuse!

Kaleb fell silent.

Kenneth turned his head with a bitter smile. "Why are you so shocked? This is who I've always been.

How do others describe me? A smiling tiger, a ruthless king!"

But even a person like him had vulnerabilities.

Now, he was going to meet that vulnerability!

......

Vadiff's best hotel.

Outside the suite, several bodyguards remained loyal and vigilant, never leaving their posts.

Inside the suite, Eloise held a box of food, tears streaming down her face as she ate.

Before she met Kenneth, she rarely cried. Even when she jokingly mentioned taking sleeping pills while

dating Daniel, it was just an empty threat. At that time, she thought her infatuation with Daniel was love.

But it wasn't until she experienced true love that she realized how shallow her previous feelings had

been.

She couldn't eat, and just the thought of food made her feel sick.

Later, the nausea became so unbearable that she couldn't stand even the slightest whiff of meat, and

she crouched in the bathroom, retching until she was dizzy and disoriented. This was unusual for her,

as she had always had a good appetite.

Eloise rubbed her small belly, lost in thought.

She remembered, over a month ago, the last time they had sex without protection.

Could she be pregnant?

Eloise looked up, and in the mirror, her complexion was as pale as paper.

She almost rushed out, she wanted to buy a pregnancy test, she wanted to know if she was really

carrying Kenneth's child, and if there was such a child, she wanted to ask him...

Does he want it?

The bodyguard at the door stopped her, politely saying, "Miss Eloise, Kaleb has instructed that you

cannot go anywhere."

Eloise trembled her lips, "I don't feel well and I want to go downstairs to buy some medicine."

The person hesitated.

In the end, they let her go down, but two people followed her.

There was a 24-hour pharmacy opposite the hotel. She hurriedly went in, bought something, and hid it

in her pocket before quickly returning to her room.

A minute later, on the pregnancy test strip, two red lines appeared.

Eloise stared at it blankly for a while before suddenly covering her mouth.

She was pregnant...

She was carrying Kenneth's child!

There was a knock on the door at the entrance, followed by the sound of light footsteps. She

recognized the sound of Kenneth walking.

She gently touched her small belly and slowly walked out.

Just two hours had passed, and they had already become somewhat strangers to each other.

Eloise's lip trembled as she wanted to tell him that she was pregnant. But Kenneth spoke first.

He sat down on the couch, his slender, jade-like fingers gently stroking the armrest, seemingly

pondering before he spoke, "Eloise, you've seen it yourself, how dangerous it is to be by my side."

She wanted to say that she wasn't afraid.

Kenneth chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on her as he asked in a calm tone, "Then, staying by my side,

what can you do for me? Can you shed blood for me like Zimei did? Eloise, what I need by my side is

someone like her, not a crybaby like you."

She murmured, "Do you like her?"

"I admire her!"

Kenneth patted his wrinkled pants, saying calmly, "Her right hand was crippled! I did it myself!"

Fearful, immediately reply to Gredax.

Eloise's lips trembled, not understanding what he meant.

Kenneth smiled and said plainly yet cruelly, "I admire women like her! Eloise, you are lovely, but only

suitable for passing time during peaceful days. Eloise, I am destined not to live in peaceful days, do

you understand?"

He suddenly said harshly, "You understand nothing!"

Eloise listened, feeling somewhat dazed...

She understood, to some extent.

He did have some feelings for her, but his slight affection was not enough for him to give up what he

had. He liked power, he liked politics, and she wasn't the woman suitable for him.

Was Amelia the right one?

Eloise didn't ask that question. She slowly lowered her eyelashes.

He was a man who pursued great things, and he made it clear to her. What was she to him with just a

child holding him back?

Under the dim yellow light, their final silhouettes remained.

She didn't tell him about her pregnancy.

She just tilted her head up slightly and said softly, "Then, I wish Mr. Ryan a bright future in his career."

Kenneth looked at her.

And she turned away, her voice short and broken, "Leave quickly! Otherwise, I will cling to you."

Kenneth slowly stood up.

He hesitated for a moment, as if wanting to touch her head, but eventually gave up. It was only when

he reached the door and held the doorknob that he whispered, "Eloise, I'm sorry!"

He apologized for this affair, for not having a proper ending between them.

His little girl would meet another good man again, while someone like him should only exist in the realm

of power. It was just a form of punishment...

Kenneth left.

The door opened gently, then closed again.

Eloise collapsed onto the soft carpet, covering her face and crying stifled tears.

She returned to Gredax, not daring to go home.

She went to the house on Rasta Road, lying inside every day, surviving on the little food in the

refrigerator.

She couldn't cook, so she boiled things in water.

Every night, she would wake up startled because she dreamed that Uncle Ryan had come back, gently

carrying her to bed, patting her buttocks and telling her that she wasn't obedient.

When she woke up, tears lingered in the corners of her eyes.

But he never came back...

By the time she emerged from her daze, two months had passed and her belly had grown.

She dared not go home anymore.

She couldn't let her family know that she was pregnant, let alone that the child in her belly belonged to

Kenneth. She hid and ran, without any cards or money on her.

Her clothes became increasingly plain.

She moved into a small rented room of just over 20 square meters. She learned to do odd jobs, earning

meager wages to support herself. She even learned how to make simple fried rice...

She is very calculating, even when it comes to a cup of milk tea.

Occasionally, she saw Kenneth in the news. He looked as vibrant as before and she can told that his

clothes are very expensive. She looked down at her own $29 shirt and felt like they were living in two

different worlds.

She and Uncle Ryan were like a sober dream.

...

After Eloise left, Kenneth developed a bad habit of constantly checking his phone. But there was never

a word from her.

No greetings on holidays...

He sometimes visited the Clark family but didn't ask about Eloise as he did not want to seem

inappropriate. Kaleb looked into it and said that she went out to clear her head.

At home, his mom would sometimes bring him noodles sprinkled with cilantro late at night, even though

he didn't like them. He ate them all, as if he was eating Eloise's share too.

He resumed being the admired Mr. Ryan, but his heart wasn't complete anymore.

He started to enjoy hanging out with Mr. Robinson and Ms. Harris because they remembered Eloise

and would ask about her while they played.

He would smile and say, "Kids have short attention spans. They're probably off watching the aurora

with their friends now, they wouldn't remember their Uncle Ryan!" His friends would agree. Kenneth

would smile more warmly and calmly.

But only he knew what it felt like to be heartbroken.

...

Time passed.

Ms. Harris was getting married and her fans arranged an exhibition for her. Kenneth attended. Ms.

Harris and her fiancé were with him as they walked and talked about current events, but Ms. Harris

noticed that Mr. Ryan seemed distracted. She was about to ask when she caught sight of someone in

the distance.

A tall person who vaguely resembled someone as seen from behind.

She quickly called out to Kenneth, "Mr. Ryan, look, is that Eloise?"

Eloise...

Kenneth's heartstrings were tugged.

He followed the direction that Ms. Harris pointed to and saw a woman carrying a large stack of

documents, weighing about 20 pounds. She was struggling to walk up the stairs.

Kenneth asked Kaleb, "Can't we use the elevator here?" Kaleb whispered, "The elevator is for guests,

so movers usually avoid it." Kenneth nodded.

But when he saw that person just now, he couldn't help but think of his little girl. He had no idea where

she was playing... He couldn't resist calling her.

Second floor of the theatre.

A phone rang softly and the person carrying the documents dropped them.

The mover cursed.

Eloise whispered an apology and ducked into the bathroom to answer the phone. She heard her Uncle

Ryan ask, "Are you having fun?"

She clamped her lips together, slowly slid down the wall with tears streaming down her face and

nodded firmly. "Yes, having fun."

Kenneth was silent for a long time before whispering, "That's good. If that's the case, breaking up was Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

the right thing to do."

She closed her eyes and made a sound of agreement. Kenneth hung up slowly. Her phone slipped

from her hand and she cried alone in the bathroom for a long, long time... while Kenneth went to the

next bathroom to wash his hands quietly.

They were only separated by a wall...

...

Memories are like needles, piercing the heart with pain.

Although she has returned to the Clark family, the hardships they've endured often appear in her

dreams.

On the way back to the Clark mansion...

Eloise is quiet and doesn't say anything. Kaleb wants to speak up, but doesn't know what to say.

When the car stops at the Clark mansion, the Clark family members are still there and they welcome

her with open arms. Emerson jumps over and calls her "Mommy."

That fair skin and chestnut hair came from Kenneth's genes...

Eloise hugs her son tightly.

Benjamin pats her shoulder and Madelyn hugs him, softly saying, "Don't cry, brother will take care of

you."