I looked up at his face, feigning shyness as I lowered my head:
“I went to the hospital yesterday for a checkup. The doctor says I’m pregnant!”
Gabriel’s posture wavered, his face showing not the joy of accomplishment but a complex expression of defeat.
Meanwhile, Reed’s eyes suddenly brightened, looking at me with unspoken words.
“Gabriel, what’s wrong? Aren’t
you
I tugged anxiously at the sleeve of the dazed Gabriel.
Only then did Gabriel finally came to his senses, looking down at me.
“Who told you not to use protection all this time? Now what are we going to do with this pregnancy?”
Gabriel’s expression was more spectacular than if he’d swallowed a fly.
But he quickly remembered his purpose and softened his tone: “This is good news. We’ll keep the baby!”
“What about the wedding…?”
“We’ll move the wedding up to next month. I want everyone to know you’re carrying my child, including Grandfather!”
I nestled against Gabriel affectionately: “Gabriel, you’re so good to me!”
Beyond my sight, Reed clenched his fist tightly.
That night, Gabriel didn’t come to my room. He said that since I was pregnant, the first trimester was crucial, and we should sleep in separate rooms.
But just as I lay down, I received an alert from my surveillance system.
The footage showed a downstairs guest room in the West mansion–Penelope’s exclusive space.
Gabriel had Penelope pressed against the wall, kissing her.
He had a cleanliness obsession and hated hotels.
Penelope had her hands buried in Gabriel’s thick short hair, her expression both lost in the moment yet somehow lucid.
She couldn’t help asking sadly: “Didn’t you say you only wanted her baby, not to marry her?”
Gabriel gritted his teeth, his jawline tense: “I have to placate her for now!”
Penelope snorted coldly: “If Mila knew you set up your brother to sleep with her, and that the baby is actually your brother’s, she’d hate you to death!”
Gabriel buried his face in Penelope’s chest.
His voice muffled: “She’ll never find out!”
Penelope laughed coldly: “The Bay Area project failure–your brother sabotaged you, didn’t he? I feel like your brother genuinely
likes Mila.”
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I Woke Up as a Corpse’s Bride – But When the ‘Dead‘ General Returned, His First Words Chilled My Blood
Chapter 9
“That’s bullshit! How could he possibly like Mila? He just finds her novel!” Gabriel vehemently dented.
But Penelope wasn’t convinced, pouting:
“We’ll see. I always feel your brother looks at Mila differently. You want to use her baby to get more inheritance from your grandfather, but be careful it doesn’t all blow up in your face!”
“Shut up!”
Seeing this, I immediately saved the surveillance video.
Indeed, the items I’d bought from the bald man at the teahouse were hidden cameras.
Not just in the downstairs guest room, but also in the study and other locations.
And I wasn’t actually pregnant. I’d ordered large quantities of contraceptive pills and put them in vitamin C bottles.
After each time we made love, I would take one pill.
The next day, Gabriel hired eighteen nutritionists for me, preparing different pregnancy meals daily.
I tugged at his sleeve: “Isn’t this a bit much?”
But Gabriel insisted: “Absolutely necessary. The family doctor I’ve hired will be here soon to examine you properly and confirm your pregnancy!”
“What?” I panicked instantly.
Just then, the butler led in a man in a white coat:
“Young Master Gabriel, Dr. Maxwell is here!”
