After that day, no one came to the apartment—not Dominic, not anyone else. Just Emilia and the housekeeper.
Emilia gently touched her flat stomach, feeling anxious and restless.
No, she couldn’t keep this baby. She absolutely couldn’t.
But Dominic and the Hayes family had already made up their minds—to them, this baby had to be born. The nanny wasn’t just watching her meals anymore; now she even checked every lotion Emilia used. They were on high alert, watching her like a hawk.
Emilia started browsing the internet in incognito mode, looking up ways to terminate the pregnancy.
“Ding dong! Ding dong!”
“I’ll get it.” The housekeeper wiped her hands and opened the door, surprised to see a food delivery guy. “There must be some mistake—we didn’t order anything.”
The deli
