Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!

"Are you sure? Have you been to the hospital for a checkup?" Grandma Quarter still wouldn't give up.

Julia Land walked out of the bathroom, knowing only too well that she was feeling tense and uneasy at this moment.

"Julia, are you pregnant?"

Grandma Quarter asked with delight, looking at her stomach.

Julia Land shook her head with a faint smile, "Grandma, I did go to the hospital for a checkup, it's just a little stomach problem."

Grandma Quarter was slightly disappointed but knew that these things could not be forced, "Take good care of your health, and pay attention to your diet these days."

Julia nodded, and while she was feeding Grandma Quarter some fruit, Noah walked out to take a call.

After she coaxed Grandma Quarter into eating the fruit and talked with the old lady for a while, she picked up the empty bowl and walked out of the ward.

Passing by the lounge, she overheard Eliza Quarter mocking her.

"Brother, I just overheard outside the ward that Grandma was pressing for a baby," Eliza said with evident dissatisfaction, "Grandma is really senile, as if she's even worthy?"

Noah Quarter glanced at Eliza with a warning in his eyes.

He didn't mind her speaking about Julia but he wouldn't tolerate any disrespect towards Grandma.

Eliza shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue, "Brother, I'm sorry, I just feel aggrieved for you."

"She won't be pregnant," Noah stated flatly.

"I knew brother would understand."

Eliza was pleased with the answer and left happily.

She opened the door and came face to face with Julia standing there, raising her eyebrows in contempt, "A woman bought for a hundred million is not worthy enough to carry the Quarter Family's child. Stay in line, Julia, understand?"

This little sister-in-law loved to mock her as the hundred million bride.

Julia lowered her voice, speaking softly, "Eliza, your brother is impotent, of course, there will be no children, understand?"

"You!" Eliza glared furiously at Julia, "You disgusting woman, do not spout nonsense."

Julia curled her lips into a smile, "Your sister-in-law is certainly not talking nonsense, it's from personal experience."

Eliza's complexion grew even uglier, "You shameless woman, you're not fit to be my sister-in-law, you can't hold a candle to Arabella."

"Mhm, mhm, right, I can't compare to your Arabella, but funny enough, I am now Mrs. Quarter." Julia smiled.

"You!"

Eliza swung her hand, aiming a fierce slap at Julia's alluring and despicable face.

That face, always flirting with men everywhere.

But Julia, quick on her feet, raised the empty bowl in her hand and blocked the slap.

Eliza's delicate palm hit the bowl, and she cried out in pain.

The door to the lounge flew open, and Noah Quarter appeared at the door.

"Brother, she hit me with a bowl, look, my hand is all red!" Eliza claimed, red-eyed and playing the victim first.

"She hit the bowl herself," Julia said calmly.

Noah Quarter's gaze swept over to Julia, "Julia, remember your place."

"What place?" Julia asked coolly.

"Eliza bears the Quarter surname."

As soon as he finished.

Julia lifted her hand and crisply slapped her right cheek.

The slap resounded loudly.

Her cheek reddened instantly, the force of the slap sparing no mercy.

Noah Quarter was momentarily stunned.

He had not expected her to hit herself.

Eliza glanced at Julia with smug satisfaction, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, brother, I'm leaving."

With her high heels clicking, she proudly left the scene.

Julia, holding the empty bowl, prepared to wash it with an expressionless face.

"Wait," he called out to her.

Noah Quarter eyed her with narrowed, sharp eyes.

Julia stepped back uneasily.

He pulled out his phone and made a call.

Julia listened to the content of the phone call, her heart sinking.

He hung up, "Secretary Land, let's go for a gynecological examination now, what do you think?"

Julia felt her mind go blank for a moment.

Her whole plan of secretly trying to have a child to secure her position as Mrs. Quarter could be exposed immediately.

She had been planning to have an abortion in secret.

What to do now?

Her head was spinning.

Noah Quarter headed towards the elevator; seeing Julia remain still, he called out coolly, "Secretary Land?"

Julia used the excuse of an upset stomach and needing to use the bathroom to buy some time.

Clutching her stomach, she rushed to the restroom and considered how to resolve the situation.

In a desperate move, Julia sent a text message.

[Miss Shaw, Noah is accompanying me to the gynecologist for a checkup, we're planning on doing IVF]

After sending the text, Julia put away her phone with an expressionless face.

She didn't believe Arabella Shaw could remain indifferent.

Julia Land squatted in the bathroom, dawdling for fifteen minutes.

During her time in the bathroom, Noah Quarter called to hurry her up.

Julia Land clutched her stomach, her breath weak, "I've had stomach issues these past few days, I vomit whatever I eat."

She awkwardly changed the word 'diarrhea' to 'that thing.'

Noah Quarter frowned, squinting his cool eyes, "Julia Land, you'd better not be playing any tricks."

When Julia Land figured enough time had passed, she washed her hands and left the restroom to take the elevator to the gynecology clinic.

Noah Quarter was already waiting for her outside the gynecology clinic.

"Let's go in."

Arabella Shaw hadn't come.

Julia Land felt both nervous and helpless.

She gradually calmed herself down. Let the chips fall where they may.

If she was found out, then so be it.

Just as they were about to open the door of the doctor's office and enter, Noah's phone rang.

"Arabella, take it easy, what happened… okay, I'll be right there."

Noah Quarter glanced at Julia Land with deep eyes while on the phone.

His gaze lingered on her still swollen right cheek, pausing for a moment, then he left without hesitation.

Julia Land interpreted Noah Quarter's look as a warning to her.

She left the hospital and it was only from the entertainment news that she learned Arabella Shaw had encountered a very crazy fan.

She'd been brought down by the male fan and had fractured her arm.

No wonder Noah Quarter had rushed over so anxiously.

**

Julia Land ran into the man she had bumped into the night before again in the hotel elevator.

He was holding another cup of coffee.

She noticed his gaze resting on her still swollen right cheek and showed no intention of looking away.

She felt a bit embarrassed, but she didn't avoid it, keeping a straight face, "I know I'm a great beauty."

James Thompson's lips curled into a smile, echoing with a hint of laughter. He took a sip of his coffee, his adam's apple sensually moving.

He said, "You look familiar."

Julia Land looked at the elevator's ascending numbers, "…That pick-up line is really outdated."

"I never need to pick up," James Thompson laughed ambiguously, "I'm just telling the truth."

His voice was casual and lazy.

Julia Land, puzzled, peered through the elevator's mirrored surface at the man on her left; she had no recollection of this man.

Stranger.

Suddenly, the man walked towards her.

His presence was imposing.

Julia Land stepped back in fright.

"Is there a problem?" She looked into his deep eyes, asking stiffly.

He looked into her eyes, took off his mask, revealing a very delicate and handsome face.

Julia Land held her breath; they were too close, and she could smell the faint pine scent on his body.

"Do you really not recognize me?"

"I don't."

James Thompson straightened up, giving her a penetrating look.

The doors opened at the tenth floor, he stepped aside, and Julia Land hurried out.

Inside, she was somewhat puzzled; she truly didn't recognize the man, yet he seemed to know her?

Julia Land had just finished her shower when she heard someone pressing the room's doorbell.

It was the hotel service staff.

"A gentleman on the twelfth floor asked us to deliver this ointment for the face to Miss Land."

"Thank you."

Julia Land took the ointment, more confused than ever.

She hadn't used this ointment on her face; after all, they were not acquainted.

That night, Julia Land had a dream about that night two months prior.

It was as if the air conditioning in the hotel suite wasn't on that night; she just felt very hot.

Her body was sweating.

The man was gripping her waist.

Julia Land, her head cloudy from the alcohol, became even more muddled.

When she woke up…

Julia Land rubbed her forehead.

Tonight's dream was a bit horrifying.

It was originally Noah Quarter's face but, for some reason, it suddenly changed to the man she had encountered in the elevator.