Secretly Married for 4 Years, He Regrets to Tears After the Divorce-Chapter 53: Refusing the Examination

This time, Wren Sutton wasn’t just dry heaving; she threw up her entire breakfast. Her throat burned, and the discomfort brought tears to her eyes.

Hearing the commotion, Nanny Lawson pushed the door open and came in. She patted Wren’s back sympathetically and poured her some water to rinse her mouth.

Wren Sutton took the glass, panting. She looked a little disheveled.

"Nanny Lawson, thank you. I can handle this myself. You can wait for me outside."

Nanny Lawson couldn’t bring herself to leave, staying right by Wren Sutton’s side without a hint of disgust.

After she finished throwing up, Wren Sutton felt a bit better. Nanny Lawson helped her out to the sofa.

"Young Madam, you rest here for a bit. I’ll go make you something to eat."

Wren Sutton closed her eyes and nodded.

Soon, Nanny Lawson had prepared another meal.

Pan-seared cod fillets, shredded chicken noodles, mixed vegetable soup, and a fruit cup.

It looked, smelled, and tasted delicious.

They were all dishes Wren Sutton loved, but she couldn’t eat much, managing only half of each.

"Just eat as much as you can. I’ll make something new for the next meal."

"Nanny Lawson, thank you for all your trouble."

"It’s no trouble at all. This is how it is for pregnant women. You need extra meals besides your main ones, or you won’t get enough nutrition."

Wren Sutton’s expression froze. Alarm bells went off in her head, and she blurted out, "Nanny Lawson, I’m not pregnant."

Just as the words left her mouth, the sound of a car came from outside.

’Adrian Lancaster is back?’ Wren Sutton thought.

’Perfect. An explanation from him would be more convincing than one from me.’

"Young Madam, it’s the Old Madam."

"..." Wren Sutton shot up from the sofa in surprise.

Just then, the Old Madam walked in through the door, supported by a maid.

Wren Sutton snapped back to reality and went to greet her with a smile.

"Grandma, you’re here."

The Old Madam took her hand affectionately, grinning from ear to ear.

"Nanny Lawson told me you were throwing up. I’m almost certain you have a baby on the way, so Grandma came to see for herself."

Wren Sutton: "!!!"

"Let’s sit down and talk. You’ll get tired standing. You’re the family’s most precious treasure now, so we have to take good care of you." The Old Madam led Wren Sutton to sit on the sofa with her.

Wren Sutton’s heart pounded with anxiety. Not daring to tell the truth, she bit the bullet and lied, "Grandma, Nanny Lawson... you’ve both misunderstood. I’m not pregnant."

’If the Old Madam finds out I’m pregnant, getting a divorce will be even more impossible.’

The Old Madam turned her head and exchanged an anxious glance with Nanny Lawson, wanting to know what was going on.

Nanny Lawson immediately looked at Wren Sutton. "But, Young Madam, you were vomiting so violently just now. That’s the most obvious sign of early pregnancy. You’re young and might not know, but I’ve been through this. I know what’s what the moment I see it."

The Old Madam nodded, trusting Nanny Lawson’s judgment. She figured Wren Sutton was probably just too shy to admit it.

"Oh, Wren, if it’s happened, it’s happened. This is a wonderful thing! Grandma isn’t a stranger, so don’t be embarrassed. As it happens, I brought the doctor with me. Let’s get you checked out so we can all rest easy."

"!!!" This time, Wren Sutton really started to panic. She felt like crying.

The test results from last night could be faked, but if the Lancaster family’s doctor examined her, she couldn’t hide the truth no matter how capable she was.

’When that happens...’

Wren Sutton didn’t dare to think any further. Her head was splitting.

’Never mind the future. My immediate priority is to handle the Old Madam. I absolutely cannot agree to an examination.’

"Grandma, I’m not embarrassed. I’m really, truly not pregnant."

The Old Madam: "..."

Nanny Lawson: "..."

Wren Sutton forced herself to remain calm.

"The reason I was so sick today is because I have some digestive issues."

"Last night, Adrian took me to the hospital. We did all the necessary tests, and Adrian saw the results with his own eyes. He knows everything."

"This..." The Old Madam was stunned. The sense of disappointment was immense.

Like Nanny Lawson, the Old Madam knew Wren Sutton wasn’t feeling well, but she didn’t know the specific reason.

Hearing Wren Sutton’s logical explanation, it seemed her vomiting was caused by digestive problems, not pregnancy.

"..." Nanny Lawson was also stunned, her expression awkward.

’What a mess I’ve made.’

To completely dispel the Old Madam’s doubts, Wren Sutton went upstairs specifically to retrieve the test results.

"Grandma, look. These are the test results and the prescription from the hospital last night."

The Old Madam glanced over them and casually handed them to the family doctor standing behind her.

The doctor read through them carefully, word for word, and found no inconsistencies.

"These are indeed hospital documents. There’s no problem."

Hearing this, Wren Sutton’s tense heart finally relaxed.

’The crisis is averted, at last.’

As long as the Lancaster family’s doctor said it was fine, the Old Madam wouldn’t suspect her anymore.

"Grandma, you believe me now, don’t you?"

The Old Madam’s feelings were mixed. She gave a helpless smile and patted Wren Sutton’s hand.

"It was Grandma who was too eager."

Nanny Lawson was mortified. "It’s all my fault for being so rash. Old Madam, Young Madam, I’m so sorry."

Wren Sutton didn’t blame Nanny Lawson.

"Nanny Lawson, you meant well. I understand."

...

Wren Sutton invited the Old Madam to stay for lunch, and not wanting to be a killjoy, she agreed.

"Wren, dear, give Adrian a call and ask if he has time to come home for lunch. If he does, great. If not, don’t force it."

It was the classic grandparental doting. Wren Sutton understood and didn’t argue.

"Okay."

Her phone was in the bedroom, so she went upstairs and called Adrian Lancaster from her room.

BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...

Adrian Lancaster rejected the call.

Wren Sutton patiently tried again.

’If he hangs up again, I’m definitely not calling a third time.’

This time, Adrian Lancaster answered.

"What is it?"

Wren Sutton heard the impatience in his voice, and the pleasant image of him making breakfast shattered completely.

For his grandmother’s sake, she asked, "Do you have time to come home for lunch?"

"No, I’m busy. Eat by yourself."

Wren Sutton was about to tell Adrian Lancaster that his grandmother was there, but before she could get the words out, she heard Maya Marshall’s voice from the other end.

"Adrian, lunch is ready! Come and try..."

CLICK. The line went dead.

"..."

Wren Sutton put her phone away, a self-deprecating smile touching her lips.

So, Adrian Lancaster being "busy" meant having lunch with Maya Marshall.

He had abandoned Maya Marshall at Xylos last night, so today he was at the Marshall family’s home, making it up to her.

’How thoughtful. True love, indeed.’

Wren Sutton had long since grown disheartened. Unaffected by Adrian Lancaster’s actions, she put her phone away and went downstairs as if nothing had happened.

When she learned Adrian Lancaster wasn’t coming back, the Old Madam said she wasn’t angry, but she was.

It wasn’t because Adrian Lancaster wasn’t coming back to have lunch with her, though.

It was because that brat knew his wife was sick and unwell, yet he didn’t even come back to check on her, not even for a little while.

The Old Madam was deeply frustrated with his behavior.

After lunch, the Old Madam returned to the main residence. Before leaving, she instructed Nanny Lawson to take good care of Wren Sutton.

After watching the car drive away, Wren Sutton went inside and upstairs to her bedroom to sleep.

She had been incredibly sleepy during the meal, but she’d forced herself to stay alert, afraid of giving anything away.

As she drifted off into a hazy sleep, a sweet, childish voice echoed in her dream: "Mommy, I love you."

Wren Sutton smiled blissfully.

"Mommy loves you too."