Chapter 508 I'll Go Close the Door
Winona's mind drifted back to yesterday morning. She thought Zachary was just making a casual comment, but she didn't expect him to actually talk to Evander and start planning.
Seeing her stunned expression, Evander quickly realized Zachary hadn't filled her in. He said, "He's a good guy, just a bit clueless."
Dylan, who was completely out of the loop, listened in confusion. After a while, he finally caught on and said, "Mr. Watson is definitely a keeper. If I had a daughter, I'd want him as my son-in-law."
Winona quipped, "With your current dating habits, by the time you have a daughter, Matthew could probably be her grandfather."
Dylan shot back, "Mrs. Bailey, no need for personal attacks. I've been working overtime every day, going to bed later than a night owl and waking up earlier than a rooster. Where would I even find the time to date?"
Winona replied, "Really? I see you have plenty of time to gossip."
Winona was faking a pregnancy and could only go to a high-end private hospital.
By the afternoon, word had spread back to the Bailey Group that she had been accidentally pushed and had a miscarriage. The employees' chat groups were buzzing, with some expressing sympathy, some mocking, and some feeling sorry. The secretaries' group in the president's office had the most messages.
They had spent the most time with Winona. She used to be their little assistant, always at their beck and call. Now, she had risen to become the chairman's assistant, Mr. Bailey's ex-wife, and the mother of the Bailey Group's future heir. Even Mr. Collins had to assist her. They had long been displeased with her.
Now that they finally had a chance, they naturally let loose with their mockery.
[So, a person's fate is destined. Without this fate, even if you marry into a wealthy family, you'll be kicked out. Miss Sullivan finally had a chance to rise through her pregnancy, but now it's all gone.]
[Mr. Bailey has been divorced from her for so long. She got pregnant right after he disappeared. The identity of this child... is questionable.]
[It shouldn't be. The Bailey family is wealthy enough to afford a paternity test. Since they've acknowledged it, it must be Mr. Bailey's.]
[Miss Sullivan is quite pitiful. Her husband just died, and now she's lost her child.]
[Ex-husband. What's there to pity? With this marriage, she got more property than others could earn in several lifetimes. Now that the child is gone, she'll surely get a huge compensation. She can play however she wants in the future, changing gigolos every day. That must be quite enjoyable.]
[I prefer Mr. Bailey over money. Tall, handsome, and muscular. They say the length of a man's lower body is proportional to his height. With Mr. Bailey's height, he must be very impressive in that area.]
[Don't you wish! But I think so too.]
The discussion took a strange turn, and no one mentioned Winona's miscarriage anymore.
At this moment, Winona, who they said couldn't become a wealthy lady, was lying on her bed, eagerly reading their chat. The more she read, the more she wanted to laugh. They weren't talking about Zachary; they were describing an adult toy, something that could bring endless pleasure and never stop for a night, with superb sexual skills.
Winona opened the group members list and scrolled through. Except for a few who used their own photos as avatars, she couldn't recognize anyone else.
This group was just a gossip group. When Winona first joined the Bailey Group as a runner, those people added her to the group for convenience, asking her to bring coffee. She had always been invisible in the group, and they probably forgot she was even in it.[If I had known Mr. Bailey didn't care about family background when choosing a wife, I would have gone for it. Then I'd be the one getting a few billion dollars now.] The regret was palpable even through the screen.
Winona's fingers flew across the screen. Winona: [Yeah, a few billion dollars, but it was Winona who gave Mr. Bailey a few billion dollars. If you have that much money, you can give it a try.]
As soon as she sent this message, the group went silent for a few seconds, then a string of messages popped up: [Who are you?]
[How did you get into this group?]
Winona: [Winona.]
As soon as Winona sent this name, the group immediately fell silent. Imagining the stunned faces on the other side, she felt great and continued to type furiously. Winona: [Also, don't judge a book by its cover. Don't satisfy yourself with fantasies. Zachary's sexual skills are the complete opposite of his appearance.]
Before she could finish typing, a notification appeared in the chat box: [You have been removed from the group chat.]
The fun was over.
Winona reluctantly put down her phone and buried her face in the soft pillow out of boredom.
Evander and Dylan had already left. To avoid any slip-ups, they didn't hire a nurse but called Sarah to take care of her. Sarah hadn't arrived yet, so Winona was alone in the hospital room, feeling particularly bored.
She didn't know how long she had been lying there when she was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, there was a noise at the door. From the moment she heard the voice to opening the door and seeing the person standing by the hospital bed, less than two seconds had passed. By the time she looked up, Austin's voice rang out, "How did you have a miscarriage so suddenly?"
Winona suspected he regarded her as just another one of his soldiers. His voice was so loud that the surrounding rooms could probably hear.
She quickly turned to look at the door.
Austin hadn't closed the door when he came in. His shout attracted the attention of everyone in the hallway.
Winona was so embarrassed she wished she could disappear. She quickly sat up from the bed, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks. "Austin, why are you shouting?" she asked.
Austin realized from her expression that his approach was wrong. He was too anxious and forgot that this was a very private matter, not suitable for public discussion. Sensing that she was angry, he immediately felt guilty and softened his voice. "Sorry, I'll close the door."
After closing the door, Austin came back with a serious look on his face. His eyes were focused on Winona's pale complexion, and his brows were deeply furrowed in concern. "What's going on with the Bailey family? How could you be pushed and hit a table corner while working at the company?" he asked.
Winona was about to explain when there were knocks on the door. It was a nurse coming in to take her temperature.
After taking her temperature, the nurse gave some precautions: "Although it's just a miscarriage, your pregnancy was advanced, so it's considered an induced labor, similar to giving birth. You need to take care of your body. Avoid cold and spicy foods, don't open windows to avoid drafts, or you'll have headaches in the future..."
These words were nothing special, but in front of Austin, they were very embarrassing. Winona didn't dare look at his face and could only nod her head in agreement. Suddenly, her body stiffened, and then she quickly lifted the blanket and stood up from the bed in front of the nurse and Austin.
Today's situation was completely unexpected for her. She was sent to the hospital without any preparation, and now she was on her period.
The private hospital's bed sheets and blankets were white, and any stain was clearly visible.
Austin, seeing her like this, thought Winona was in pain or discomfort. He walked forward with a serious expression. "What's wrong?" he asked.
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