Chapter 1064-1065: The Baby's Father Is Aidan
"Yeah, that's possible," Evelyn said, not denying it. Seeing how tired Phoebe looked, she added, "You're pregnant; you need to rest and not overthink."
"I know, but I can't help it," Phoebe replied with a bitter smile. If she could control her thoughts, she wouldn't be in so much pain.
Phoebe had to figure this out on her own. Even as a doctor, Evelyn couldn't do much more. "I'll prescribe you some safe medication."
"Thanks," Phoebe said gratefully.
Evelyn looked surprised. "You've changed a lot." She remembered Phoebe used to be so arrogant, but now that was gone.
Phoebe was taken aback, then smiled. "People grow up."
Evelyn didn't know what Phoebe had been through, and Phoebe couldn't tell her.
As Evelyn wrote the prescription, she asked casually, "So, who's the father? Is it that rich guy you had dinner with last time?"
She was just making conversation, but Phoebe's face soured. "It's not his."
"Oh," Evelyn said, not thinking much of it.
"When are you getting married?" Evelyn asked again.
Phoebe went quiet.
Evelyn sensed something was off. "This baby..."
"Dr. Kyte, just prescribe the medication and don't ask so many questions," Phoebe said. She wanted to confide in her, but knew it could put the baby in danger if the wrong person found out.
Evelyn sighed. She didn't know the details, but suspected there were many secrets involved.
Unbeknownst to Evelyn, the situation was more connected to her than she realized.
After prescribing the medication, Phoebe hurried out.
Evelyn watched her leave, hoping her headache wasn't serious.
Soon, the next patient came in, and Evelyn got back to work.
Phoebe sat by the flower bed at the hospital entrance, taking the medication with a sip of water.
She sat there for a long time, and only when her headache subsided did she get up to leave.
Just as she reached the roadside to hail a cab, a black car stopped in front of her. Craig stepped out, his face dark, especially when he saw Phoebe's swollen belly. His eyes burned with rage.
"Craig," Phoebe said, her voice trembling, too scared to move closer.
Craig glared at her. "So this is why you didn't come home—because you're pregnant. Whose baby is it?" He struggled to keep his temper in check, but Phoebe's silence pushed him to the edge.
"Craig, please stop asking. The child is mine." Her headache, which had just subsided, came back worse than before.
Craig couldn't hold back and grabbed her by the collar. "Phoebe! Think carefully before you speak!"
"It's mine," Phoebe insisted.
She knew the consequences of saying this, but also knew that if Craig found out whose baby it was, things would never settle down. She didn't want her brother to go against that person.
"If you won't tell me, then this baby can't stay." The Irvine family would never accept a child of unknown origins.
With that, he grabbed Phoebe and dragged her back into the hospital, determined to have the pregnancy terminated today, no matter what.
Phoebe started to panic and struggled. "No!"
"Craig, please let me keep the baby. You're capable; you don't need me to marry for alliances. Just let me raise the baby alone, okay?" Phoebe pleaded.
Craig's expression stayed cold, but he stopped pulling her toward the hospital. "I don't need you to marry for alliances, but have you thought about what will happen if this baby is born?"
"You'll become a laughingstock. Your life will be tough. Can you handle that?" Craig added.
The Irvine family wasn't big, but Phoebe had always lived a privileged life and never faced real hardship.
Now she claimed she wanted to raise the child alone. It was laughable.
Phoebe stood up straight and said seriously, "I can."
"You!" Craig was furious again.
"If you want to keep the baby, the Irvine family can take care of it, but you need to tell me who the father is. Only then can I figure out what to do." Craig's tone softened; he was already making concessions.
Phoebe lowered her head, still unwilling to speak.
Craig got angry. "If you don't want to say, then this baby can't stay!"
He tried to drag her into the hospital again.
Phoebe was scared. She knew her brother's personality; he wasn't joking.
"Craig, if I tell you, will you really let me keep the baby?" Phoebe tested.
"Do you have a choice now?" Craig retorted.
Phoebe's expression froze. She knew she had no choice and became even more desperate.
Craig pressed on, "Don't think I can't find out. I can look into everyone you've been in contact with. It's only a matter of time before I discover who the father is."
"I'll tell you," Phoebe quickly responded, "But you have to promise not to tell anyone else and not to trouble him. It was my choice; he doesn't even know about the baby."
"Phoebe!" Craig was furious again. "Just tell me!"
"It's Aidan's." After a long pause, Phoebe finally stammered.
She hadn't expected to get pregnant from that one night of passion.
To be honest, she was happy about it.
So even though she knew Aidan despised her, she followed him back to the country when she found out he had returned.
That time she saw Aidan and Evelyn shopping at the mall, it was a coincidence, but she couldn't help but follow them for a while.
She just wanted to see Aidan. At that moment, she had a slight urge to tell him about the baby.
However, when Aidan saw her and his eyes filled with undisguised disgust, Phoebe realized she could never tell him about the baby. If he found out, she feared the baby would never be kept.
So during this time, she hadn't returned to the Irvine family and rarely went out, just to avoid being discovered.
Who would have thought...
She looked up at Craig, eager to see his reaction.
As expected, his expression was furious. "Craig."
Craig erupted, "I knew it. You went abroad to find Aidan, didn't you?"
Phoebe didn't deny it.
"Do you really think you can win his love with a baby? Do you think that's even possible?" Craig hadn't spent much time with Aidan, but he knew enough to understand that the man wasn't kind-hearted. Trying to win his affection with a baby was just wishful thinking!
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