Then, he gently wrapped his arms around Sabrina, his eyes closed. He beamed and stated, "Sabrina, I'm so happy."

“yihat 2"

“We are going to have our own children. I'm very happy. Thank you."

Tyrone unconsciously emphasized the words “our own children". Despite his promise to Royce to treat Jennie and his child with Sabrina equally, deep down, he knew he might not make it.

Tyrone adored Jennie for her being pleasantly smart and polite. Yet, upon learning Jennie was his own, he was simply shocked. Jennie's helplessness tugged at his heart, but he couldn't find joy in the truth that had been revealed.

As for his baby Sabrina was expecting, Tyrone had been over the moon from the very second he found out Sabrina was pregnant. However, he couldn't express his joy in front of Jennie, not wanting to upset the sensitive Jennie. It was only when he was alone with Sabrina that he could let his true feelings show.

Sabrina understood his underlying message. They used to love Jennie, but now they didn't dare talk about her.

“Jennie... She is cute and smart. She is really a good girl..."

Sabrina said softly.

"I know." His affection for Jennie had never wavered, demonstrated by his efforts to make the share transfer agreement, granting her a future without worry about financial issues. He was merely Looking forward to the birth of their child more.

"Stay away from me." Sabrina smiled and pushed lightly at his shoulder. "It's hot. I'm not feeling well."

“Okay.”

Upon arriving at the hospital, Sabrina headed to the doctor's office to collect the results and then proceeded for an ultrasound and Down syndrome screening.

Tyrone took the results from Sabrina, scanning them briefly. Raising an eyebrow, he questioned, "Sixteen weeks along?"

“Yes," Sabrina replied, her voice steady.

It dawned on Tyrone that Sabrina must have conceived while in Philade.

Quietly, he did the math. Four months back...

Their eyes met, and Sabrina caught a glimpse of his smug expression.

Flushing with embarrassment, she gave him a sharp pinch on the waist.

Averting her gaze, she teased, "You are so capable."