"Mr. Lowe, you'd better be polite when you talk to me. Otherwise, I won't tell you a thing if I'm not happy." There was a low-key arrogance in his tone, he sounded serious.
What was this man trying to do?
Zachary frowned as pulled himself together and said, "Since you took the initiative to call me, that means that you have the intention of telling me. So is there a need for you to pretend?"
"Hmph, since you're curious, don't be so stubborn. It's better to show a little weakness so that people would feel better. Maybe then they will tell you."
"Tell me," Zachary said in a deep voice.
Fabian smiled and said, "She's ill."
Upon hearing that.
Zachary's body shook. A shocked expression appeared on his face. He found it hard to believe.
He gripped the cup so tightly that his knuckles turned pale.
Fabian looked at him with a faint smile. He scrutinized Zachary with his sharp gaze with no intention of hiding it.
The look in his eyes was so sharp that it could burn a hole in Zachary's body.
Zachary pursed his lips, and only then did he find his voice. He asked with difficulty, "What kind of illness?"
Fabian smiled without saying anything.
Zachary frowned. It seemed that this man did it on purpose.
He did not urge him either; he just looked at Fabian and waited.
Just when his patience was about to run out, Fabian slowly uttered, "She almost died."
Zachary narrowed his eyes and his pupils constricted. He looked at Fabian with disbelief and asked, "What did you say?"
"The mother of your child almost died." Fabian said it word by word again, "Autoimmune disease. She had been undergoing treatment in the United States that entire year. She's fine now, don't worry." Zachary's heart tightened and dropped again. He felt like he was sitting on a roller coaster. His heart heaved and dipped; it was maddening.
"But she can't get pregnant within two years. So, you have to take it easy. Don't forget about doing birth control." Fabian reminded him again.
Zachary suddenly recalled. After he and Yvonne did it, she sent him a message saying she hadn't taken the pill.
At that time, he was angry at how she had directly taken the pill without question nor showing misery.
Only now did he know the truth.
He suddenly couldn't accept it.
Fabian spoke again. "If you are careful enough, you can feel a lump in the muscle on both sides of her femoral head. It was caused by injections. There are also lumps on both sides of her shoulders, and needle marks on her wrists."
All of a sudden, Zachary was speechless.
He hadn't noticed.
He was impatient every time; he wanted to take a closer look at Yvonne every time but constantly failed to control himself.
He was shocked to hear so many unexpected things from this man.
At this time, Fabian put a file on the table and pushed it over. He said to Zachary, "Take a look at it yourself. Her disease is rare. Her autoimmune disease may be cured for now but there's a chance it may relapse one day. It's best if you take good care of her. Don't constantly let her mood rise and fall too drastically. It's too cruel for someone who had just recovered."
Zachary pursed his lips and muffled an okay with difficulty.
He wanted to say more, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.
He fell deep in thought.
Fabian stood up and said to Zachary, "You don't have to tell Yvonne that I came to see you today. Although that woman is brave, she will not be willing to show weakness."
Zachary nodded.
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