Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 994 Sensitive and Sentimental_1

Alexander Summers went to Pearlpoint on his first day, and Purple Summers realized she had started her period.

She stared at the bright red on her underwear for a while before she finally came to her senses.

Silently, she cleaned herself up, changed her underwear, and then asked Aunt Taylor to make her a pot of brown sugar water.

She found it somewhat amusing, wondering if Alexander’s urgency had been contagious—how could she be pregnant just after getting married?

Still, Purple Summers subconsciously searched the internet for information about ovulation and began to pay attention to the do’s and don’ts during the preconception period.

She knew, after all, that getting pregnant at her age was a bit early.

But she couldn’t bear to disappoint him...

Falling in love with someone must be like this, she thought, indulging without limits and without any principles.

Aunt Taylor noticed Purple Summers’ thoughts and told her that pomegranate seeds could be used for seeking children in traditional methods.

Purple Summers immediately recalled how Tiny had saved many pomegranate seeds last year, which accidentally all sprouted. Back then, Atra Blanc had joked that Tiny would certainly lay many eggs the following year.

Indeed, this year Tiny had laid quite a few eggs...

Suddenly, she missed Atra Blanc, missed Tiny, and also missed Cleo.

Perhaps it was the extra sensitivity of a woman during her menstrual cycle, but as Purple Summers thought about this, tears welled up in her eyes.

Morose and sentimental for no good reason, and to make matters worse, he was not by her side.

As she hugged the pillow, preparing to sleep, her phone’s ringtone suddenly went off. Purple Summers answered the call, her face turning pale.

"Why didn’t you tell me earlier!" she exclaimed in shock.

The person on the other end was Aria Jackson.

Aria Jackson briefly explained Jane McCain’s situation, saying to Purple Summers, "The situation is not in her favor right now, but it’s not hopeless. Her mother has hired a lawyer, but both Allen Rivera and I think it would be more secure if you defended her, because once the case goes public, there will be a lot of pressure from public opinion. Others might take on the case as a business transaction, and may not fight for Jane McCain with all their might."

After listening, Purple Summers pondered for a moment and asked, "What did Aunt Spencer say?"

"Of course, she also hopes you can step in, but she knows you’ve just started the school term and you’re a newlywed, so she’s not sure if it would be convenient for you to make time..."

"There’s nothing inconvenient. Jane McCain is my friend. Even if I don’t have time, I’ll find a way to make time," Purple Summers assured her. "How far along is the evidence collection? Has the court hearing date been set?"

"The authorities are giving this case high priority, deliberately allowing enough time to find evidence. I’ll touch base with Allen Rivera shortly to see if he has any new findings and we’ll send everything to you after we sort it out," Aria Jackson said. freewebnøvel_com

Purple Summers nodded, "Okay, I’ll wait for your message."

Just as they were about to hang up, Aria Jackson added, "Don’t worry too much. We’re all thinking of ways to help her. Jane McCain will be okay."

Purple Summers’ anxiety eased somewhat.

Aria Jackson was her most in-sync partner, and Allen Rivera was her most capable assistant. With the two of them helping, Purple Summers indeed felt somewhat relieved.

After the call, she hugged her pillow to suppress the swelling discomfort in her abdomen and reviewed the situation with Jane McCain over and over in her mind, but she remained worried.

However, all her current concerns were in vain. She would need to wait for Aria Jackson to send over the information before she could clearly understand the key elements of the case.

Purple Summers sighed and closed her eyes.

A night of troubled dreams followed.

The next day, when she went to class, she placed her phone on the desk so she’d see a notification on the screen if a new email came in.

The lecture was still as dry and boring as ever; Purple Summers, preoccupied with Jane McCain’s matter, glanced at her phone from time to time.

Her email was silent.

Purple Summers thought to herself: After class, I’ll call Aria Jackson to see what’s going on...

A shadow suddenly fell across her vision; it was Victoria Morrison approaching. Abruptly, her hand reached out and took the phone!

"You! ..." Purple Summers stood up.

"I’ve said it before, if you’re in my class, you follow my rules! Nobody is allowed to play with their phone in the classroom!" Victoria Morrison turned her back to her, walked to the lectern, tossed the phone on the desk, and didn’t spare a glance at Purple Summers, "Either sit down and listen, or take your phone and leave!"

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