"So..." Irish was in a daze.
Cassie said, "I haven't had a period this month. Considering that I would have the result of TCT today, so I went to the hospital to find out what was wrong with me. The TCT result is good, but after drawing the blood, the doctor said that I am pregnant."
"So good news!" Irish was excited, "Cassie, you have a baby."
Cassie looked stressed.
"Put it away! Well, does Roy know that? If he does, he must be very happy. Just show it to him." Irish was so glad that she didn't notice Cassie's emotional changes.
Cassie just threw the test report away as if it were a demon. "No." She responded.
Irish found out that Cassie was not happy at all.
"Cassie?" She called her name lightly and asked in the trial, "You... don't want that baby, or you don't want to tell him?"
Cassie didn't say anything and closed her lips tightly.
Irish pulled her hands. She found that all in her hands was sweat.
She felt shocked.
She thought of Cassie's helpless expressions. Yes, she was helpless. At that time, Irish thought that something bad happened, but now she heard that Cassie was pregnant. It was good news, but Cassie felt so nervous and helpless. Was there anything unknown?
After a great while, Cassie spoke. "I...I want to give birth to it."
Irish was relieved. She was afraid that Cassie would give up this child.
She was clear about the pain of losing a child. When you were expecting the life of having a child, you had to depart from him. She had experienced such kind of pain and suffering and deep regret and hatred. It even forced one to death.
She had had such kind of great pain before, so she didn't hope that Cassie would suffer again.
"You don't want to tell Roy?" Silent, Cassie said, "He comes so suddenly. I haven't prepared well. I can't just be faced with Roy as a pregnant woman. I...I don't know..."
She couldn't speak clearly.
"Cassie, do you feel good? Is there anything wrong with your emotion?" Irish was afraid that Cassie's depressive disorder would relapse; otherwise, why would she feel helpless?
Cassie knew her meaning, so she just raised her eyes and said sincerely, "Come on. I have an idea that it has nothing to do with depressive order."
Irish felt assured as she heard it. "Then, can you tell me what you think of it? I am so happy that you are pregnant."
Cassie looked at Irish with sorry, "Sorry, I didn't mean that. I..."
"I didn't think too much. Do not have any burden on you." Irish patted her hands, "Now, the most important thing is just to tell me what is on your mind."
Cassie lowered her head and twisted her fingers, "Actually, I'm afraid that..."
"Afraid what?"
"This feeling is so strange. I can't describe it specifically. But I'm really nervous. Knowing that I am pregnant, I feel that everything is getting through changes."
Irish laughed, "Understood. Do you begin to be anxious? It's normal. Changes are unavoidable in psychology when many women know that they are having a baby."
"No. I didn't mean that." Cassie held Irish's wet hands, "Actually, I am concerned about the relationship between me and Roy. You know, my feelings for Roy are different now. I am afraid that he will treat me well, and then I will approach him closer and closer. I will become another me."
Irish couldn't understand her.
She just couldn't get her meaning, "Cassie, you want to tell me that you love Roy, right?"
"No, I...I don't love him so..." Cassie seemed unconfident.
Irish looked at her with doubt, "If I am right, you just told me you married Roy because you want to be with him. Cassie, what do you want to say? Why did you say that you are afraid that he treats you well? You don't want to be close to him?"
Cassie bit her lips. Her face was paler and paler.
After a great while, she said, "There are reasons for me to marry Roy."
Irish was waiting for her answer.
She raised her head and met with Irish's eyes, lonely, "He... threatened me with photos and videos to marry him."
What?
Irish was startled.
After a great while, she found her own voice, "What photos and videos?"
Cassie lowered her eyes to cover her sorrow, "About...our sex."
"What?"
Irish wondered, "Haven't you been in love with him before?"
"We have been together for a very short time, and we didn't have sex during that time. The photos and videos were made by Roy when I was going to marry..." Cassie nearly wanted to cry.
"What on earth happened between you both?" Irish's voice also became light.
"Roy... raped me."
Irish felt shocked.
Was that true?
Roy raped Cassie, and there were still photos and videos in his hand? More importantly, Roy threatened Cassie to marry him.
Did Roy do that? Was that true?
Cassie told Irish the whole process with a crying voice.
Irish was totally shocked.
"So, you left Fredrick?"
Cassie nodded lightly, "Besides, I may know that I can't go back to the time when I was with Fredrick."
Irish soon got it. She immediately knew why Cassie felt so helpless when she knew she was pregnant.
****
It was in the Runestone Group. Joseph was in a meeting for the new product launching after one week. It lasted from the morning to the afternoon.
In the afternoon, the meeting for shareholders was held, in which Roy took part.
While Joseph was talking, the door was knocked, and soon it was open. Joseph raised his head and found that Irish was there.
He was amazed at her dressing.
It was a white robe. Joseph knew this robe. It was customized by Irish to learn calligraphy. At first, Joseph couldn't understand it, and he just asked her why there were peculiar clothes. She said that it would be easier for her to adapt to the atmosphere as she wore the clothes. Although Joseph felt she was lying, he still accompanied her to go around New York City to buy satisfying clothes.
Joseph paid, and he just smiled, "You should pay for that."
Irish said firmly, "You are my husband. So you should pay for that. Besides, you are responsible for the bonus of all shareholders. At the same time, I have no job now, and I need to save money."
But today, Irish just wore this robe on which there was ink. Joseph was surprised at that, and other shareholders were also startled.
Irish didn't care, and she just looked at Joseph, smiling, "Excuse me, would you mind me talking with Roy?"
Joseph had thought that she was here to find him, but now it seemed that she was looking for Roy.
Roy was tired of the meeting, so he stood up immediately, "Sure. Please carry on, and I will be back soon."
And then he pulled Irish away at the door.
As they entered the office, Roy felt relieved. He stretched his arms, "Good sister. You know I am so tired of the meeting, and you just came to save me."
Irish didn't smile anymore and just threw the lamp on the desk to Roy.
Roy hadn't thought that Irish would do that. He screamed and tilted his head. The lamp was thrown into the glass behind him, and the glass was broken.
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