Rendy stood up in panic, as if he'd seen a ghost.
He suddenly rushed out of the house, leaving only one sentence behind.
“I’ll have someone bring you the divorce papers tomorrow.”
Watching him leave in such a hurry, my heart bled.
This time, I didn’t go to Nina’s house to cry on her shoulder like I did in my past life.
Instead, I decided to schedule a prenatal checkup to confirm my suspicions.
Just then, Nina called.
I hesitated for a moment but still answered. Her anxious voice came through the phone.
“Kayla, that jerk Rendy said he wants to divorce you?!”
Rendy was her childhood friend and she was the one who had arranged our marriage. It seemed he had already called and told her everything.
I quickly took the chance to ask, “Did he tell you why he wants a divorce?”
Nina gritted her teeth. “Nothing! That bastard told me to call you and ask you myself.”
“Don’t worry, Kayla. If I see Rendy, I’ll beat that jerk up!”
Hearing her angrily stand up for me, I felt a wave of warmth.
Thankfully, she still didn’t know I was pregnant.
I quickly said, “Nina, you don't have to come over. I need to process this alone."
She went silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Kayla, are you pregnant?”
I froze, instinctively tried to deny it.
But her tone suddenly became panicked.
“Kayla, take care of yourself. I’ll get back to you later.”
Before I could respond, she hung up.
I immediately called back, but as expected—I was blocked.
Just like in my past life, she’d blocked all my contact.
Why? Why did they all act so terrified of me once they knew I was pregnant?
In this life, neither Rendy nor I had told Nina anything. Yet just from a short phone call, she somehow knew I was pregnant.
Was it really just a coincidence?
But as soon as I opened the door, my parents were standing there, each carrying a suitcase.
I froze in surprise. “Dad, Mom, why are you here?”
I never expected that, in this life, they would actually come to the city to find me.
My mom walked in carrying a bag of hometown specialties, guilt flickering in her eyes.
“Kayla, we’re here because we need to talk to you about something.”
“You know your brother’s over thirty now and wants to buy a house in the city.”
My heart sank. “So, Mom, Dad—you came here just to ask me for money?”
My dad’s brows furrowed.
“What kind of attitude is that? Isn’t it your duty to help the family? Your brother’s already thirty and still doesn’t have a house in the city, while you’re living comfortably here and not helping him at all!”
“Enough talk. You must give your brother a down payment—five hundred thousand!”
My fists tightened at my sides.
My brother, Nick Johns had always been lazy, doing nothing and now he wanted money for a house?
“No,” I said coldly.
“You—!”
My father’s raised hand froze mid-air. My mother gasped and stumbled two steps back.
“Kayla, you… you’re pregnant?”
