“Charly. Where are you right now?!”As soon as the call was answered, Jackson asked in a firm voice.“Still at the hospital, Young Master.”“Meet me at my house tonight.”“Yes, Young Master.”Jackson drove straight home, his mind tense. He couldn’t let Brielle and that deceitful mother-in-law of his twist the situation and make Jennyfer misunderstand things or, worse, leave him.When he arrived at his mansion, Jackson hurried inside.“You’re home already?”Jennyfer’s soft voice greeted him from the living room, calm and casual.“Honey? You said you were tired—why are you sitting out here instead of resting in bed?”Jackson, surprised, turned his steps toward her. He hadn’t noticed her sitting there since he had been focused on the staircase.“I was waiting for you to come home,” Jennyfer said with a small smile. “I cooked something for you. Can we eat now?”Her tone was light, her smile natural. There was no trace of sadness at all.“Oh, really? What did you make, Honey?”Jackson walk

“No. I’m sleepy,” Jennyfer replied softly. She didn’t want to hope for something that already seemed so clear. Reality was starting to teach her heart to accept.“Let’s take a shower first,” Jackson said just as his phone began ringing again.“I already showered this afternoon.”“But I haven’t. Your body’s already been contaminated by my hugs earlier. Come on, let’s take a shower now. Hiak!”Ignoring her protest, Jackson scooped Jennyfer into his arms and carried her straight into the bathroom.Nearly thirty minutes later, they came out wearing bathrobes, their hair still damp. Jackson was still carrying Jennyfer, then gently laid her down on the king-sized bed.“Wait here. I’ll get your clothes,” Jackson whispered, ending his words with a playful nibble on her earlobe.Jennyfer smiled faintly at how tenderly Jackson treated her. She wanted to savor this moment—this fleeting warmth—because she didn’t know what awaited their future… the future of their marriage.Jackson returned, handi

“There are actually three methods used for conducting a DNA test during pregnancy,” explained Dr. Denata calmly. “The first is a blood test, the second is a chorionic villus sampling test, and the third is an amniotic fluid test.For the chorionic villus sampling, the procedure is usually done between the 10th and 12th week of pregnancy. We take a small tissue sample from the placenta through the cervix or the mother’s abdomen. The sample is then compared with the father’s blood or buccal cell sample. However, this procedure carries a risk of miscarriage.”Jackson fell silent, swallowing hard as he listened to Dr. Denata’s explanation.“The second method, amniocentesis, involves taking a sample of the amniotic fluid using a needle inserted into the mother’s abdomen. This test can be done between the 15th and 20th week of pregnancy. Just like the previous method, amniocentesis also carries the risk of miscarriage.”The doctor paused for a moment when he noticed the way Jackson’s forehe

Candra froze at Jackson’s words. His heart pounded wildly in his chest, as if it wanted to leap out. Everything he had done was now displayed so clearly on that huge screen — there was no way to deny it.“So, you really don’t know who I am, Candra!”“M–Mr. President Director, I… I only did it because I had to, I—” Candra’s words caught in his throat, his voice trembling.“No excuses! Your chance to explain yourself has already passed. The only thing I want to hear now is—who ordered you to do this? Was this your own idea, or did someone pay you?”Gulp!Candra’s face turned pale, his earlier composure completely gone.“I… I did it on my own, Mr. President Director,” he finally stammered.“Fine. Then I have no choice but to fire you today and hand this case over to the police for a full investigation!” Jackson declared, his voice sharp and unyielding.“M–Mr. President Director, please! I’m sorry! Don’t report me to the police. I admit I was wrong. I acted recklessly,” Candra pleaded, pa

At last, Jennyfer made up her mind. It was her final decision after being torn apart by the turmoil that had been stirring her heart these past few days. She chose to do what her mother had asked. After all, that little baby was completely innocent. She only needed to adjust herself to this new reality. She would carry the status of a widow at the young age of twenty-two.“Honey? What are you saying? I already told you we won’t separate. I’m not the baby’s biological father,” said Jackson in a panic, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed the bitterness in his throat.Jackson understood that his wife was shaken. Jennyfer was still very young, and he knew that she couldn’t easily accept what was happening. Especially now that the news was spreading uncontrollably everywhere.Jackson took a step forward, trying to embrace her trembling figure, her face already covered in tears. But Jennyfer stepped back quickly, pointing at him with her trembling index finger.“Don’t come