Chapter 1149 Psychological Warfare
"You can't say it because you're still mad at me. I really want you to be my bridesmaid. I even brought the dress for you this time," After saying that, Skylar took out a delicate gift box containing the dress from her seat and placed it on the table.
Glancing at the exquisite gift box on the table, Cecilia frowned.
She knew she couldn't soften her heart anymore. If this continued, she would go crazy. And if one day Skylar found out that she had a kid with Daryl, not only would Skylar be in pain, but Cecilia herself wouldn't be able to face Skylar.
So, the next moment, Cecilia suddenly said, "Skylar, I'm pregnant and will be getting married soon, so I can't be your bridesmaid."
In a moment of desperation, Cecilia revealed her pregnancy but would never disclose that the kid was Daryl's.
Hearing this, Skylar's mouth dropped open in surprise, her eyes fixed on Cecilia's abdomen, unable to recover for a long time.
The next moment, Cecilia smiled and touched her belly. "It's still early, so you can't tell yet."
"Cecilia, who is the father of your child? Who are you marrying? I never heard you mention having a boyfriend," Skylar asked, her eyes tightly locked on Cecilia.
Hearing this, Cecilia forced a smile and said, "The father of the child is my senior from college. He's not in Maple Valley, so I'll be going to where he works to get married in a few days."
"I see. Where is the father of the child? I can attend your wedding!" Skylar said enthusiastically.
"Skylar, there's no need. We don't want a big ceremony, just getting the certificate is enough. We come from different worlds, and I hope our friendship can end here," After saying that, Cecilia glanced at Skylar, smiled slightly, and then turned to leave the café.
"Cecilia," Skylar called out, looking at Cecilia's back, but Cecilia didn't turn around.
Cecilia walked out of the café and took a deep breath. Just now, looking at Skylar's sincere eyes, she almost couldn't hold on.
Fortunately, she had made everything clear, and Skylar probably wouldn't look for her again.
Cecilia took a few steps forward and suddenly saw that familiar silver SUV.
Seeing the car, Cecilia couldn't help but be stunned.
Then, she turned around and looked back, finding that Skylar hadn't followed her out, which made her feel slightly relieved.
At this moment, the window of the driver's seat was rolled down, revealing Douglas' face.
"Ms. Thorne, Mr. Fields asked me to pick you up. I can't come down, so please get in the car," Douglas said softly to Cecilia.
Cecilia didn't say much and walked to the front passenger seat, opened the door, and got in.
Then, Douglas drove the car onto the road.
A while later, Skylar walked out of the café and got into a luxury BMW parked by the roadside.
As soon as Skylar sat in the back seat, the driver in the front reported, "Ms. Tate, the person who just picked up Cecilia was Mr. Fields' special assistant, Douglas."
Hearing this, Skylar's eyes froze, and she said coldly, "Got it."
Skylar remained silent all the way, her eyes filled with malice.
When Skylar returned to the Tate Villa, she angrily swept the vase on the table in her bedroom to the ground.
The crystal vase shattered immediately, with fragments, flowers, and water scattered all over the place.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a well-dressed woman saw the situation on the ground, frowned slightly, and walked in.
"Skylar, why are you doing this to yourself?" The woman said, looking at Skylar with concern.
Skylar turned around angrily and sat on the edge of the bed, complaining, "What does Daryl see in that Cecilia? Is it just because she's a bit prettier? What kind of status does she have? Daryl must be out of his mind. By the way, Mom, that Cecilia is pregnant, and her kid must be Daryl's. Today, Daryl's assistant even went to pick Cecilia up."
Seeing Skylar's angry and sad look, Skylar's mother, Charlotte Rose, stepped forward and held Skylar's hand, saying, "Skylar, Daryl's family background, talent, and looks are indeed good, but you're not inferior to him. Why do you insist on marrying a man who mistress outside? You'll suffer after marriage!"
Hearing this, Skylar remained resolute and cried. "Mom, I've liked Daryl since I was a child. He's mine, and no one can take him away!"
Seeing Skylar crying so sadly, Charlotte pursed her lips and said, "Since you won't give up, I'll find someone to deal with that woman and make her miscarry immediately!"
Hearing this, Skylar immediately raised her head and shook it, saying, "No."
"Why?" Charlotte stared at Skylar in surprise.
Skylar wiped her tears and said firmly, "Daryl and I are about to get married. If something happens to Cecilia now, Daryl will definitely think I did it. Daryl is already reluctant to marry me, and this will only anger him. Let's wait until we are married. By then, I'll be the official Mrs. Fields, and she'll be the mistress everyone despises. I'll be the victim, and it won't be too much for me to deal with her then!"
Finally, a trace of malice appeared in Skylar's eyes.
Hearing this, Charlotte nodded. "Skylar, you've grown up. You're no longer the little girl you used to be. But after you choose to marry Daryl, it will be very tough. You need to be mentally prepared."
"Mom, I love Daryl so much. He will definitely come around in the future. He's just infatuated with Cecilia for now, just playing around," Skylar said confidently.
Sensing Skylar so determined, Charlotte could only nod helplessly.
In the following days, Daryl didn't come by again, but Douglas would come every other day to deliver stuffs, and to check on Cecilia's condition.
Cecilia knew that Douglas was definitely instructed by Daryl. She didn't know what kind of relationship she and Daryl had now.
They weren't a couple, nor was she just his mistress. Perhaps the only thing connecting them was the baby in her belly.
As Daryl and Skylar's wedding day approached, Cecilia's mood became increasingly irritable. However, she believed this was a normal phenomenon for a pregnant woman because she thought she had already given up on Daryl.
Susan, worried that Cecilia might do something rash, often called her to chat. At least with Susan to talk to, Cecilia's heart found some solace.
That afternoon, Cecilia went for a walk by the river. Tomorrow was Daryl and Skylar's wedding day, and Cecilia's mood was exceptionally low, her mind filled with images of Skylar in a wedding dress holding Daryl's arm.
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