Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Feeling guilty, Cynthia said, "I didn't do anything. Don't make baseless accusations if you don't have evidence."

"Evidence?" Jennifer smirked. "Cynthia, if it wasn't you, then why did you run when the police came?"

"Did the police find any evidence?" Cynthia asked. "If they didn't, then it's slander."Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Enough with the tough talk," Zac said impatiently. "You clearly know whether you did it or not. If it weren't for the fact that you're part of the Zellers, no one would have protected you. But now, you have the nerve to complain that we didn't contact you? If we really had reached out to you, would you have dared to come back? Now, you return without a word. What are you trying to do?"

"This is my home. Can't I come back?" Cynthia pulled out a chair and sat down. "Do you know what I've been through over the last two years? I had lung and heart transplant surgeries! Each time, it nearly cost me my life!"

"Your health was fine, so why did you need these surgeries?" Jennifer asked curiously. "When you were home, you had annual check-ups, and there was never any sign of problems. How is it that as soon as you left, you needed surgery?"

"Diseases can strike suddenly, and sometimes they're not detected in routine check-ups. By the time I found out, it was already very serious, and I needed a lung transplant. But due to some complications, the surgery wasn't very successful. I had to go abroad for treatment, and because of my weak lungs, my heart was eventually affected. I just had a heart transplant not long ago, and I was discharged from the hospital yesterday." After Cynthia finished speaking, she noticed the skeptical looks on her father and sister's faces.

She quickly pulled down her shirt collar, revealing the surgical scars on her chest. "Do you see this? Do you think I could fake something like this?" "She seems to be telling the truth," Jennifer said. "But I find it odd. If you were sick, why didn't you tell the family? You went off to secretly get treatment on your own, and now that you're better, you suddenly come back. What do you want?"

Jennifer's eyes were sharp. She was clearly not someone easy to fool.

She was the eldest daughter of the Zellers, and managed most of the family's business. She had a lot of power in this household.

"Jen, don't make it sound like I'm a monster, as must have an ulterior motive just because I came back. This is my home. I've just recovered from a serious illness and wanted to see you all. Do you really need to be so suspicious of me?"

Jennifer stood up from the sofa, and straightened her sleeves. "So there's nothing serious going on? I rushed back from the company thinking there was some major issue. It seems I came back for nothing. I have work to do."

Zac also stood up. "If you need anything, just tell the servants. Your sister and I have a lot of things to take care of."

Seeing that Zac and Jennifer were about to leave, Cynthia quickly said, "I'm getting married."

Zac and Jennifer both stopped in their tracks, turned around, and looked at Cynthia with suspicion in their eyes.

Zac asked, "Who are you marrying? You didn't just find a man off the streets, did you?"

"He's not a man off the streets." Cynthia raised her head, speaking

'ah

of pride. "When I telkyou

his name, you'll probably be surprised."

"Really?" Jennifer smiled. "Who is he?"

Seeing the distrustful expressions on Zac and Jennifer's faces, Cynthia knew they must think she had found some random man to marry.