After their merriment, Yvonne fell asleep while Conrad leaned against the bed's headboard, looking out the window with deep thoughts in his mind.
Even though his plan was a success, he felt no satisfaction or exhilaration from it. In contrast, he felt even more troubled.
Time passed by, and the tired Yvonne woke up. When she saw that the man was smoking beside her, she reached out and held him by the waist.
"Conrad, you're not well. Why are you still smoking?"
"It's fine." Despite what he said, he had already put out the cigarette between his fingers in an ashtray. "Don't be so worried about me."
"How can I not worry about you...?"
As she leaned on him, she took in his unique smell, then immersed herself in bitter sadness.
She had even forgotten that it had only been two weeks since she had given birth and was still in her maternity period.
"You should be worried about yourself and the baby. It will be best if both of you are healthy and safe." There wasn't any sweet talk, but just because Conrad said these in his 'current condition', it moved Yvonne so much that she felt a sting in her nose again.
Tears stung her eyes, and she pursed her cherry lips. "The baby... Have you met him yet?"
Since he knew which hospital the baby was born in and also had a copy of his proof of birth, could it be that he had also met the baby before? she wondered.
"Yeah, I did," he admitted. "The baby is very adorable, and his eyes look just like yours."
The best lies are the ones that were built upon the truth. If it weren’t because he didn't have cancer, even he would be caught up in the lie and feel touched.
For Yvonne, just the thought that Conrad purposely stayed away from her because he had cancer and even planned their breakup filled her with guilt.
"Conrad, I'm sorry...”
Previously, she had made all the preparations to guard herself against him, but who knew that he didn't have any thoughts of harming the baby, not to mention taking the baby away from her side?
"Huh? Why are you apologizing out of the blue?" A gleam flashed past his eyes, feigning ignorance even though he knew what she meant.
"I-I..." She raised her head, looked into his eyes, and whispered softly, "Before this... I kept having the wrong idea about you. That's why I don't want you to meet the baby. I-If I knew that this is what the situation is, I wouldn't have allowed Matthew to hide the baby."
All the prep work from before was so that he could find out the baby's whereabouts from Yvonne.
Nevertheless, he didn't expect that everything would progress so smoothly.
Three days, he thought. No, if I calculated everything into hours, it was only fifty hours.
Luckily Veronica wasn’t in the country, or Yvonne wouldn’t have taken the bait so easily.
"You..." He knitted his brows slightly and sighed. "That's just as well. It's not a bad thing to pass the baby to Matthew. He'll probably protect the child well. Otherwise, I can't imagine what will happen if Zac finds the child."
"Conrad, aren't you enemies with Matthew the whole time?"
"Silly Yvie, no matter how we're always going against each other, we're still related by blood. On the other hand, Zac is a ruthless person you must beware of."
"But Roni told me previously that you wanted to take the baby..." she trailed off hesitantly as she couldn't bring herself to complete her sentence.
"You wanted to say that I'm using the baby as the bargaining chip to vie for the spot as the heir?" "Yeah." When Conrad said it aloud,
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