The Wrong Woman

Elio replied, "I don't want to wait anymore. Let me handle this."

"No, no, I'll take care of it," Candice insisted.

Three days later, just as Candice mustered the courage to come clean with her family, she noticed blood.

Terrified, she rushed to the hospital, fearing a miscarriage. However, it turned out to be her period.

Sitting before the doctor, Candice listened as she explained that sometimes pregnancy tests could be inaccurate and the only way to be sure was through a medical examination.

It turned out to be a false alarm.

While not being pregnant should have brought relief, Candice felt an inexplicable sense of sadness. What saddened her most was that her dream of marrying Elio was now shattered. There was no chance of a shotgun wedding.

She didn't know how to explain this to Elio. Whenever Elio texted her, she chose to avoid him.

A week passed quickly.

In the design department, Sean personally went to find Candice, addressing her respectfully, "Ms. Morrison, Mr. Hoffis wants to see you."

Candice lowered her head, staring at her stomach, feeling a wave of sadness.

"Sorry, something came up at home. Tell him I'm unavailable." Candice grabbed her bag and left the office in a daze, unsure of how to explain things to Elio.

She weighed the idea of deceiving Elio, waiting until they were officially married to tell him the truth. But the idea of resorting to a fake pregnancy to secure their marriage filled her with despair.

Elio sat in his office. He was engrossed in pregnancy-related books online, learning about prenatal care, check-ups, and more, when Sean knocked on the door and entered.

His excitement dimmed as he saw Sean enter instead of Candice. "Where's Candice?"

"She's gone home."

Elio reclined in his chair, shutting his eyes as if to ease his frustration.

What was Candice up to? She had avoided him for an entire week.

In an instant, Elio's eyes snapped open, his hand reaching for his phone on the desk as he rose to his feet.

"Mr. Hoffis, where are you going?" Sean inquired.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Elio strode out of the office. "To Morrison Residence."

"Shouldn't you inform Ms. Morrison first?" Sean followed, offering a reminder.

"No need."

"Mr. Hoffis, please, give her some time to explain to her family..." Sean's plea trailed off. He feared the Morrisons.

Elio cut him off firmly, "I've waited

for over ten years, and from the She agreed to marry me till

now 've waited another week. I don't want to wait anymore.

"Mr. Hoffis." Sean was concerned about the potential repercussions of Elio with the Morrison family. "You can't rush into it."

Deeply troubled, Elio continued, "Candice never truly wanted to marry me. If I wait any longer, she may have already gotten rid of the baby."

Sean's anxiety heightened upon hearing Elio's words. As his trusted assistant, Sean couldn't let such a thing happen.

Meanwhile, at Morrison Residence, Candice was barely home when she spotted Elio at the door.

The Morrison family greeted him warmly.

Candice retreated to her room, torn about how to face him.

She had never encountered such complicated situation before and didn't know how to handle it. Yet, she was unable to seek guidance from her male cousins.

Suddenly, the door creaked open. Expecting a family member, Candice was surprised to find Elio standing there.

He stormed into her room, locking the door behind him. Advancing toward her, he grabbed her wrist, pushing her into a corner, his face twisted with anger.

"Candice, what's on your mind?"