Chapter 828 Clayton, I'm Pregnant 2
Natalie felt Clayton pressing against her, as if he was about to make love to her in the next second.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Worried about the baby, she quickly pushed against his shoulder and explained, "He really just came to drop something off, and it was the last time we met."
"Clayton, I don't like him anymore. If I did, we would be..."
"You would be together right now, wouldn't you?" Clayton's voice was cold.
He looked down into her eyes, scrutinizing her emotions as if trying to see through her.
Natalie trembled slightly.
She slowly and awkwardly pulled her robe tighter, thinking about how to tell Clayton she was pregnant.
If she told him now, he would definitely be suspicious.
But if she didn't, she feared the rift between them would only grow.
They had worked so hard to be together; she didn't want to miss this chance or have any regrets.
Under the dim light, her face looked pale.
She suddenly looked up, staring at Clayton, her lips trembling as she finally said the words that had been on the tip of her tongue for so long.
Her voice was soft, but to Clayton, it was deafening. "Clayton, I'm pregnant!"
Clayton stared at her.
Natalie knew what he was thinking. She felt utterly humiliated and added, "It's your baby! Really!"
Clayton didn't say a word.
The doctor who examined her was a family friend, a renowned medical expert, so there was no way he could be wrong.
The only one who could be wrong was Natalie!
His suspicious gaze made Natalie's heart sink.
He didn't believe her. To him, a cold piece of paper was more reliable than her words. Was he now suspecting that the baby was... Grant's?
A hug, and now she was pregnant.
In Clayton's mind, she had been sentenced to death for infidelity. Was that really how he saw her?
After a long silence, Natalie asked softly, "You don't believe me?"
Clayton was about to speak when his phone rang.
It was Gina's father, Randy.
Clayton glanced at Natalie, zipped up his jacket with one hand, and answered the call with the other.
After listening for a few moments, he stood up straight, his expression turning serious as he walked out.
Natalie was stunned.
She suddenly realized something and asked Clayton in a low voice, "Are you going to see her?"
"Clayton, we haven't resolved our issues yet, and you're going to see her? Is she more important to you than I am?"
Her question was a desperate gamble.
There were only two possible outcomes.
Clayton would either stay, or he would leave her for Gina... and never come back.
Clayton paused and turned around. "Gina tried to kill herself! I have to go."
Suicide? How convenient...
Natalie couldn't help but say, "Clayton, have you considered that she might be faking it?"
At that moment, Clayton's expression turned very unpleasant.
He stared at her with an unfamiliar look, as if she were a stranger.
Clayton spoke slowly, "Gina is very innocent. She hasn't been through as much as you have. She wouldn't lie or deceive..."
"As for this baby, Natalie, maybe you should think carefully if there's a memory you've missed, like a night you had a bit too much to drink and ended up doing something with your old flame."
Natalie was trembling all over.
She couldn't believe these words were coming from Clayton.
She stared at him, her eyes filled with tears that refused to fall.
Meeting the wrong person—perhaps that's exactly how she felt at this moment.
Clayton gave her one last deep look before turning and leaving quickly...
Natalie remained sitting at the desk.
This place held all her beautiful memories with Clayton, but from today on, everything was gone, vanished...
The girl who once dreamed of a wedding was gone too, killed by Clayton's words, killed by Clayton's distrustful gaze.
She didn't break down hysterically, nor did she cry. She just sat there quietly...
Even with the heater on, the early spring night was still cold, and her body felt icy.
Selene rushed in, flustered. "Ms. Devereux, Mr. Percy, he..."
Natalie looked up, holding back her tears.
She spoke softly, "I know."
Selene didn't know what had happened between them and didn't dare to ask. She just wrung her hands, waiting for Natalie's next instructions.
After a long pause, Natalie finally said softly, "Haven is asleep. Don't wake her. We'll pack up and move back to the villa in the morning."
As she said this, her expression was desolate.
Selene guessed that Natalie and Clayton had completely fallen out.
She didn't know how to comfort her, so she just sighed and left.
Natalie sat quietly for a long time.
She slowly lowered her head, gently stroking her belly, imagining what the baby would look like when it was born...
But at that moment, she didn't know if she should keep it. She was torn.
She didn't sleep all night.
Clayton's words kept echoing in her ears. He said... "Gina is very innocent. She hasn't been through as much as you have. She wouldn't lie or deceive!"
Natalie laughed.
Once, she had been that way in Clayton's eyes too.
She sat there, from dusk to midnight, and then until dawn.
As the sky lightened, she went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Looking up, the reflection in the mirror was completely different from a few days ago.
Haggard, resentful, and disappointed—these emotions filled her face.
Natalie splashed her face with cold water, then went to the kitchen and made breakfast for Haven, just like she used to...
When she woke Haven up, the child asked in her sweet voice where Clayton had gone.
Natalie paused.
Then she gently kissed Haven. "He went abroad, so we have to stay at home for a while."
Haven's memory wasn't great.
She might fuss for a while, but Natalie thought she would forget in a few months.
Haven obediently got dressed, washed her face, and brushed her teeth.
Selene took her to have breakfast while Natalie started packing. She didn't pack much, just the important things... The rest, she would leave behind.
An hour later, she left the apartment with Haven.
Unlike last time, this time she left decisively, without a trace of reluctance.
Just like her feelings for Clayton.
They had finally come to an end.
Clayton arrived abroad.
When the plane landed and he got into the car, he thought about calling Natalie.
Even if she had gone back to Grant, the things he said last night were too harsh.
They shouldn't end like this.
But Natalie's phone was unreachable. She had blocked him, even on Facebook.
Clayton looked down at his phone, feeling suddenly very upset, more so than when he found out Natalie was pregnant.
He thought for a moment and called Molly.
No matter what, he needed to know Natalie was okay to feel at ease.
Molly answered but didn't know what had happened between them.
But when she heard Clayton was abroad, she disapproved. "Clayton, if you can't make up your mind, you and Natalie will eventually come to an end."
Clayton was silent for a moment, then hung up.
On the other end, Molly was still holding the phone, not quite recovered, when Gavin took it from her.
Gavin looked through the call log, muttering, "Clayton, 2 minutes and 14 seconds."
Then he looked like he was about to settle a score.
Just as Gavin was about to kiss her, Molly suddenly said, "Gavin, I'm worried about Natalie!"
She whispered, "Clayton went abroad!"
Gavin frowned, then dialed Natalie's number. It rang, but no one answered.
He called around and found out from the household staff that Natalie had taken Haven to a training center.
Gavin hung up and put on his coat.
He said softly, "Something must have happened! Call Clayton and find out what's going on..."
"Tell him that if he and Natalie can't be together, that's fine, but if anything happens to my sister, I'll make him pay!"
Gavin drove off to find her.
An hour later, he received a call from Molly, her voice low. "Natalie is pregnant, but Clayton had a test that showed his sperm was non-viable, so he doesn't believe the baby is his... He thinks Natalie rekindled things with Grant."
Gavin slammed his hand on the horn.
He cursed, "Is Natalie that kind of person? Even if she had a child with Grant, does he think the Devereux family can't afford to raise a child without pinning it on him, Clayton? Bastard!"
He hung up and continued searching aimlessly.
Finally, he found Natalie by the beach... The wind was strong.
Natalie sat on the sand, quietly watching the calm sea, staring into the distance.
Gavin, usually so tough, felt a lump in his throat. He walked over and sat beside her, gently wrapping an arm around her shoulders, letting her lean on him.
"What are you thinking about, not going home? Molly is very worried about you."
After a while, Natalie turned her head. "Gavin, you know?"
Gavin replied solemnly, "Yes," then gently patted her hair. "If you want to have the baby, then have it. We can afford to raise it!"
Natalie didn't say anything.
She looked at the blue sea for a long time, then lowered her gaze to the blue diamond ring on her finger.
It was a gift from Clayton.
She gently took it off and threw it towards the sea, but it didn't go far... It landed on the beach, blending in with the sand.
Natalie said softly, "Gavin, look, a diamond ring that shines so brightly on a finger becomes insignificant when mixed with the sand."
She continued, "Someone might step on it, and it would be buried forever, losing its value. Or maybe it never had any value, and it was all just a beautiful illusion."
Gavin felt a pang of sadness.
He hugged her tighter. "Since when did you start talking so philosophically?"
He didn't say anything else, just held her close... Their parents were getting old, and as the eldest brother, he was Natalie's biggest support.
The wind was strong, and after a while, Gavin took Natalie back home.
In the car, he had to ask about her plans.
Natalie thought for a moment and said softly, "I'll have the baby. I'll raise it myself."
She had spent the whole morning thinking that the baby shouldn't be kept.
But in the end, she couldn't bear to let it go.
This was a living child, and no matter what, it wasn't the child's fault.
Three days later, in the evening.
At a well-known hospital, Gina's mother was pushing her for a walk.
Clayton was sitting in the hospital room, reading a medical journal about breast cancer, deeply engrossed.
A nurse came in, bringing back some medical records for the doctor.
Gina wasn't there, so she handed them to Clayton.
She recognized Clayton, probably Gina's boyfriend, and he was very handsome.
Clayton took the records and nodded.
After the nurse left, he placed the records on the table and sat quietly...
Suddenly, he couldn't focus on the journal anymore. He felt restless and thought of Natalie.
He guessed she had already moved out of his apartment.
Clayton took out his phone and dialed her number again, but it was still unreachable.
He couldn't help but feel regret.
The things he said that day were too harsh... He put down the phone and picked up the medical records, flipping through them absentmindedly...
But the more he read, the more shocked he became. He saw that Gina's previous hospitalization wasn't for breast cancer but for a simple appendectomy.
But that time, at Randy's hospital, everything had been perfectly fabricated.
Clayton had even taken care of her for two weeks without realizing it.
The thin booklet slipped from his hand, and suddenly... a wave of fear washed over him.
He thought of Natalie, her unborn child, and his own infertility diagnosis.
Was that even real?
Sunlight streamed through the window, bright and warm.
Gina returned, sitting in her wheelchair, looking cheerful...
She called Clayton's name and showed him a bouquet of flowers she had picked from the garden, asking if they were pretty.
Clayton looked at her.
The look in his eyes frightened her. When she saw the medical records, she panicked.
"Clayton!"
Clayton asked softly, "The breast cancer was fake? The suicide attempt was fake? My infertility diagnosis was fake too... wasn't it?"
Gina's lips trembled, like a frightened little deer.
Clayton couldn't help but roar, "I'm asking you, wasn't it?"
Gina's mother, Frances Wells, heard the commotion and rushed in, trying to mediate...
But Clayton stared at Gina. "This suicide attempt was because you had someone follow Natalie and found out she was pregnant, right?"
Gina didn't dare admit it.
She kept trembling, unable to confess to what she had done.
Clayton glared at her.
He felt a mix of sadness and absurdity. His relationship with Natalie had ended because of a piece of paper... because of a young girl's ridiculous infatuation.
He had foolishly believed her and doubted Natalie.
What had he said to Natalie?
He had told her... "Gina is very innocent. She hasn't been through as much as you have. She wouldn't lie or deceive!"
How laughable!
Clayton's heart ached as he thought of leaving Natalie alone in the study, imagining her sitting there, helpless and desperate...
She had been the one he cherished for over a decade.
And that night, he had shattered her.
Clayton walked out, leaving behind a final remark, "From now on, we owe each other nothing."
Gina got up from her wheelchair and ran to hug him from behind, crying like a child.
"Clayton, I love you! I really love you! Why won't you give me a chance? Why do you only see her? She's given up on you completely now. She won't take you back... You hurt her so deeply, so why not be with me?"
Clayton couldn't take it anymore and slapped her.
Gina was stunned. She never expected Clayton to hit her...
Clayton pushed her away and left quickly. He returned home as fast as he could.
He wanted to see Natalie, to tell her he had been wrong... He wanted to apologize and beg for her forgiveness.
After nearly 20 hours of torment, Clayton arrived at Natalie's villa, but the gatekeeper told him she no longer lived there.
Clayton headed to the Devereux Mansion.
It was dusk, and the evening light was fading.
In the villa's courtyard, he heard the joyful voices of children, probably Mercy and Haven, with Leopold's low voice in the background.
Clayton's car stopped outside, and he called Molly.
Unfortunately, Gavin answered the phone.
Gavin gritted his teeth and sneered, "Mr. Percy, you finally returned. What, are you here to settle the expenses from before?"
He continued, "There's no need to trouble you. Have your secretary calculate it, and I'll transfer the money to you."
Clayton's voice was hoarse. "I want to see Natalie!"
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