Chapter 3 A sincere woman

She still remembered the man's last words. But what could she do? She was carrying his child in her womb. Whether she liked it or not, Jennifer had to think about the baby's safety.

Today, she went out to find out more about the man. After stalking the internet using the Black Card he gave her...

Bryan wasn't just an ordinary man.

He was the CEO of a top diamond company.

He was the only heir of a prestigious family, and worst of all-he was already married.

Jennifer repeatedly visited Grace Montala's profile, reading the woman's bio.

A remarkable woman-so beautiful, so independent. Jennifer suddenly felt insecure.

"I can't bring myself to destroy this woman's happiness."

"That bastard! He has such a beautiful wife? Why? Why still come to me?"

Jennifer panted at the memory of his face.

He was the wrong guest to serve.

"I know what I have to do. He gave me his Black Card."

And it was a no-limit card.

"This should be more than enough to raise his child. I'll start a business."

"Oh God... why am I so lucky? Thank You for yesterday, even though it was heavy. If this is the fruit of my patience, I'm truly grateful, God..."

Jennifer whispered as she held and pressed the card tightly against her chest.

Meanwhile, somewhere else...

Bryan was notified by his assistant that there was a $1000 withdrawal from his account.

"This is the second withdrawal since that day, Sir. I can check the location of the bank where it happened. Do you want to meet her?"

Bryan paused, thinking.

"Should we just block the card?"

"No! Never do that!"

His assistant stood frozen in surprise.

"You... just go to that address. Follow her. Be a stalker if you must. I want to know her daily life. It's been a while, and she hasn't even touched most of the money. If she were a gold-digger, she would've drained it all," he said firmly.

The assistant nodded, acknowledging the command.

Even though Bryan kept thinking about the woman, he had a promise today-to accompany his wife to meet business partners and attend a TV invitation.

"I don't really have time for this... but I'd feel bad for Grace. This is an important day for her," he muttered and called his wife.

Tuut... The call connected.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"I've been waiting for you... at my studio."

"Oh... okay."

Meanwhile, at a small clinic in downtown Chicago, Jennifer was getting a check-up.

"Your pregnancy is quite weak. Next time you come, I hope you can bring your husband. There are some things I need to discuss with him," said the doctor.

Jennifer lowered her gaze.

"Hmm... can't you just tell me, doctor? I'll handle it alone. I'm sorry, but I can't bring the father of this child," she said quietly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Don't worry, everything will be just fine," the doctor replied kindly. Jennifer smiled faintly.

After the check-up, she walked out of the clinic-only to be startled by a man in a suit.

"Ma'am? What are you doing at an obstetrics clinic?"

Jennifer stared at him in confusion.

"Who are you?"

"Apologies, Ma'am. I'm Albert, Bryan's assistant."

Jennifer gasped, catching her breath before quickly trying to leave.

"Wait, Ma'am..."

She tried to get away from him-she didn't want Bryan to know she was pregnant.

Yes, Jennifer had sold herself for money, but she wouldn't go as far as to destroy another woman's marriage.

After successfully escaping Bryan's assistant, she returned to the cheap inn she was staying at.

"My body... feels so exhausted. What should I do now?" she whispered, leaning against the old couch and turning on the outdated TV that came with the room.

Coincidentally, a TV show was on. Her eyes widened when she saw him on screen.

"Thank you for the appreciation toward my wife. I'm so proud of her. And of course, I'll love her even more after this."

Jennifer scoffed and grabbed the remote to turn the TV off.

"What a hypocrite! A good husband wouldn't seek comfort from a night woman!" she snapped in frustration.

Meanwhile, Bryan's assistant returned and reported to him that Jennifer had gone to a maternity clinic.

Hearing that, Bryan-who was about to leave the country for a business trip-immediately canceled his flight.

"She's pregnant? Could she be carrying my child?" he muttered, preparing to leave.

"Wait, Sir-where are you going?"

"I'm going to find that woman."

"But Sir, she's... an escort. Are you sure you want to lower yourself by chasing her?"

Bryan looked at his assistant's face.

"Do you think you're better than her?"

"What if... she's pregnant with my child?"

"But Sir... you have a family."

Bryan took a deep breath. With hesitation, he replied,

"I-I have to find her."

Albert could only let his Master go.

But not long after, Bryan left as well.

Someone appeared from behind the door. And Albert was startled.

"Madam?"

The woman stared at him blankly.

"You've been hiding Bryan's wrongdoings from everyone?"

"Madam Grace, I was only following orders," he replied nervously.

"Who's pregnant?"

Albert lowered his head in silence.

"Who?!" she snapped again.

"A woman who dated the young master three months ago."

Grace let out a heavy sigh. She looked weak and staggered backward, her body visibly unsteady. Albert tried to steady her.

It was hard for him to hold back his tears, but they fell anyway.

"Madam?"

Albert stepped closer, trying to gently touch her shoulder.

"Madam, shall I escort you to your room?"

"No need..."

She brushed off Albert's hand and walked away.

Albert sighed heavily, helplessly watching her descend the stairs weakly, sobbing from time to time.

"Oh God..." he murmured to himself.

For some reason, there was a deep cut in Albert's heart as he watched the tears of a sincere woman who had served this family for two years, yet was never truly acknowledged.

The girl had done nothing wrong-she simply fell in love and got married. But her husband had neglected her.