The news headline was glaring.

Although it didn't explicitly name the individuals, the pictures were enough. It was easy to identify who the article referred to.

Rosalynn's complexion drained of color, her breaths coming in quick.

Eleanor was pregnant!

Had Brian accompanied her to the hospital yesterday?

Could the child be his?

How preposterous! She was the rightful wife, but the mistress was carrying her husband's child.

She, the Lawful spouse, had to step aside for the mistress.

Wordlessly, Rosalynn handed back the phone to the nurse and stepped into the elevator in a daze.

The elevator descended, stopping at the first floor of the gynecology and obstetrics department.

Several patients and their families filed in.

Eyeing the ward in the distance, Rosalynn dashed out of the elevator.

She had to verify the news herself.

Could Eleanor be carrying Brian's child?

Upon entering the obstetrics and gynecology department, she noticed what appeared to be reporters hanging around outside.

Two stern bodyguards stood before the door to one of the VIP wards.

With clenched fists, Rosalynn ventured to the ward.

“Hold up! Don't come any closer!"

The two black-clad bodyguards with stoic expressions intercepted Rosalynn, their gaze nailed on her.

“Go and inform Eleanor that it‘s Rosalynn. She'll want to see me,”

Rosalynn asserted, her voice firm yet composed.

Observing Rosalynn's resolute stance, one of the bodyguards finally relented and made his way inside to relay the message.