Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 205

Like a bolt from the blue, Frederick visibly gasped in disbelief.

His eyebrows knitted together in a tight frown, his voice ringing out sharply, "You're pregnant?"

Equally stunned were Ablett and Zoe.

When had Yuna gotten pregnant? Why didn't they know anything about it?

The couple immediately rushed over, their gazes landing on the pregnancy test report.

It had an ultrasound image and a hospital seal, it wasn't a fake?!

Yuna shed tears, her head bowed low as if she was finding it hard to speak, "Yes. Freddie, it was from that night. I know you don't love me, but I want to keep this child. It's all I have left!"

Ablett reacted quickly, pulling Yuna towards him, his voice thundering, "Keep the baby? What are you planning to do? Get an abortion! Let's go to the hospital now!"

As he spoke, he began to lead Yuna towards the door.

Zoe quickly stepped between them, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Have you lost your mind? Do you know how much harm abortion can do to Yuna's body? This is Yuna's child, even as her father, you have no right to make this decision for her!"

Ablett's face turned red as he glanced at Frederick, his voice full of regret.

"This is not only Yuna's child but also Mr. Winston's! If Mr. Winston doesn't want it, why should she keep it? Do you want our grandchild to be born without a father?"

By this time, Yuna was crying, her tears intermingling with her runny nose, a pitiful sight.

Frederick glared at Ablett, then bent down to help Yuna up, "Get up first."

However, Yuna stubbornly shook her head, her knees seemingly glued to the floor.

Then Yuna turned around, clinging desperately to Frederick's legs, "Freddie, I beg you, let me have this baby, okay? This is our child, can you bear to see him or her die before they're even born? Freddie, please, I beg you! I...I take back what I said earlier! I won't force you to marry me, and you don't need to cultivate any feelings for me. I just have one request, let me have this baby! Please, Freddie!"

Even though he detested the woman in front of him, Frederick had to resign himself to the situation.

The child in her womb was his flesh and blood. If he let her give birth and then abandoned them, how was he any different from Powell?

He couldn't become a man like Powell!

Frederick squatted down, his complex gaze filled with conflict, but eventually, his stance softened, gently he said to Yuna, "I will marry you, and I will give you a family. When the baby is born, I will raise it."