He Does Not Deserve My Devotion-Chapter 77: Not Siblings

"Clara Jacobs couldn’t find Nina Walsh, so she told me to find a way to force her out. So I deliberately photoshopped a picture."

Wendy Sherman explained everything in detail.

Nina Walsh was stunned, unable to process it for a long time.

She looked at Wendy Sherman with a scrutinizing gaze, but Wendy kept her head down, not daring to meet her eyes.

As for Aiden Sinclair, he radiated a sharp intensity. His mere presence was oppressive.

’Aiden Sinclair must have forced Wendy Sherman to confess. Everything she’s saying must be what he told her to say. When has fate ever been kind to me? I don’t believe it.’

Aiden Sinclair waved his hand, and Jay Keane led Wendy Sherman away.

The hospital room fell silent. He sat by the bed. "Nina Walsh, did you hear that? We’re not siblings. Don’t let your imagination run wild. Just focus on carrying the baby to term. The doctor said you’re too weak. If you rashly have an abortion, your life will be in danger too."

"Be good, okay?"

Aiden Sinclair watched Nina Walsh’s expression closely. Her face was impassive, without even a hint of joy.

"You don’t believe it?" He keenly sensed her thoughts.

"You don’t believe me? Do you not even believe your own mother? Do you think your mom is that kind of person?"

Aiden Sinclair stood up, his face clouded with agitation and gloom.

"Then I’ll prove it to you! Let’s go."

Aiden Sinclair pulled Nina Walsh out from under the covers and dragged her through the hospital corridor.

"What are you doing? Aiden Sinclair, what are you doing?"

Nina was terrified by the violent aura emanating from him. She was scared, remembering the torment he’d put her through on the Ferris wheel that day.

She began to struggle violently. "I’m not going! I don’t want to go to the Ferris wheel!"

Aiden Sinclair stiffened, stopping to turn and look at her.

She looked like a frightened bird, her small face drained of all color. She was trembling all over, a pitiful sight.

Aiden Sinclair raised his hand and slapped himself across the face. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Ah...!" Nina cried out again, startled by his action.

"Don’t be scared. Don’t be scared. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s my fault."

Aiden Sinclair hugged her, pressing her into his embrace. He softened his tone, comforting her in a low voice.

"I just want to take you for a DNA test. You suspect we’re related by blood, don’t you? I’ll get tested with you, and we’ll let the facts speak for themselves."

Aiden Sinclair soothed her again and again. Only after she had calmed down did he slowly lead her to the hospital’s testing department.

A doctor drew blood samples from each of them, and the two waited right outside the testing department door, not moving an inch.

Forty minutes later, the test results were ready.

"You look first." Aiden Sinclair handed her the envelope containing the report.

Nina had lived under the shadow of the "fact" that they were siblings for so long that now she was terrified of any new development. Every time she thought things were about to get better, reality would slap her hard across the face.

"Let’s look together."

Aiden Sinclair held her hand, having her hold the envelope while he opened it with his other hand and slowly pulled out the report.

At the very bottom of the report, it read: [Following careful testing and verification, the two individuals to whom the blood samples belong share no biological relationship.]

The boulder that had been weighing on her heart was suddenly lifted. Nina’s tense body relaxed, and she let out a breath, slumping against Aiden Sinclair as tears of grievance streamed silently down her face.

Aiden Sinclair tightened both his arms, holding her securely in his embrace.

"Don’t ever let your imagination run wild again, and don’t ever hide things from me and bear them all alone, okay?"

In a corner of the hallway, Wendy Sherman withdrew her gaze and turned to leave through the fire escape.

’The baby in Nina Walsh’s womb is actually Aiden Sinclair’s?’

’Recalling the scene just now, Aiden Sinclair was clearly more attentive to Nina Walsh than he was to Clara Jacobs.’

Wendy Sherman’s shock instantly turned into jealousy and rage.

’That bitch Nina Walsh is pregnant with Aiden Sinclair’s child, yet she still has the nerve to deceive Declan Grant. I have to expose her for who she is!’

Wendy Sherman left the hospital and immediately ran to find Declan Grant.

Due to the constant stream of incidents involving Nina Walsh, Declan Grant’s original plan to resign and return to Moraine kept being postponed. The hospital also wanted to keep him and proposed that he take the position of vice-president.

The city hospital had never had such a young vice-president.

"Director, please give me a little more time to consider."

Before Declan Grant could hang up his internal line, Wendy Sherman pushed the door open and strode in.

The moment Wendy Sherman entered, she couldn’t wait to tattle. "Brother Declan, I have to tell you something! Nina Walsh is pregnant, and the baby is Aiden Sinclair’s! She’s been playing with your feelings all along!"

Declan Grant put down the landline receiver, his tone calm and indifferent. "Miss Sherman, I’m not seeing patients today. If you need a consultation, please make an appointment in advance."

Wendy Sherman froze. ’How could Declan Grant hear what I said without even a flicker of shock? Did he already know? No, no, no... what man would find out the woman he loves is carrying another man’s child and not only ignore it but even announce their engagement? There’s no man in the world that magnanimous. The only explanation is that, deep down, he doesn’t care about Nina Walsh at all.’

Wendy Sherman found her own answer. ’That must be it—Declan Grant isn’t actually that into Nina Walsh!’

"Brother Declan, aren’t you angry? Nina Walsh betrayed you like this. I saw her at the hospital today being all lovey-dovey with Aiden Sinclair. It was infuriating to watch... Brother Declan, she’s two-timing you. I really feel it’s not fair to you."

SLAM—

Declan Grant slammed the pen in his hand onto the desk, his tone impatient. "Don’t interrupt my work. Please get out!"

"I won’t leave! Brother Declan, can’t you see it yet?" Wendy Sherman took a few steps to stand before him. "Brother Declan, I like you. I’ve liked you since the first time I met you. The birthday present you gave me when I was ten—I’ve kept it with me ever since."

Wendy Sherman pulled a silver necklace out from under her collar. The pendant was a rose charm.

The ever-gentle and refined Declan Grant’s gaze instantly sharpened upon seeing the charm.

He reached out, grabbed the charm, and yanked hard, ripping the necklace right off her.

Wendy Sherman cried out as pain shot through her neck.

"The gift I gave Nina... has been on you this whole time?"

Wendy Sherman was frightened by Declan Grant’s frigid expression. "I... I..."

She had forgotten.

That year, she had only been living with the Sheridan Family for a month when her birthday came around.

To make it up to her, Brian Sherman threw her a grand birthday party and also invited Declan Grant.

But Declan Grant’s purpose in coming wasn’t to celebrate her birthday, but to find Nina Walsh.

She had feigned friendliness to get close to Declan Grant, who naively trusted her and asked her to pass the gift on to Nina Walsh.

For all these years, Wendy Sherman had worn this necklace every day. She not only saw it as her own but also considered it a token of affection from Declan Grant, constantly hypnotizing herself into believing it!

"Wendy Sherman, get out of my office before I lose my temper!" Declan Grant ordered her out bluntly.

Wendy Sherman took a step back, craning her neck defiantly. "Declan Grant, you and Nina Walsh will never be together in this lifetime. One day, you’ll come to me and willingly ask me to marry you!"

After leaving Declan Grant’s office, Wendy Sherman immediately took out her phone and dialed a number.