"But, after all, he’s the father of the child. Are you really planning on never telling him for the rest of your life?"
"Perhaps... perhaps if he knew about the existence of this child, he’d have other plans, you..."
"Scarlett, if that’s the case, then it would seem like I’m using the child to threaten him. I don’t want him to see as the kind of woman who uses any ans necessary to climb up the social ladder. Even though he never truly cared about , I still hope that when he occasionally looks back, the impression I leave in his heart will be a good one."
"If you insist on having the child, then this is the way it has to be..."
Scarlett quickly thought of a solution for her, whispered it in her ear, and Stella’s eyes suddenly brightened a lot.
She pondered over Scarlett’s idea for a mont, then nodded and said, "Let try this first. For now, this seems to be the only way to tell them."
"Stella, being an unmarried mother is very tough. The pregnancy is still early; if you regret it, it’s never too late to change your mind. I still hope you’ll consider it carefully." Scarlett always supported and respected Stella’s thoughts, and if she really wanted to have the child, Scarlett would do everything in her power to help her.
Stella lowered her head, gently touched her still-flat belly, and had a faint smile on her lips: "Scarlett, to others, it may seem like I’m making a mistake, but even if this child becos a burden on in the future, it will be a sweet burden."
At this point, Scarlett could only sigh, pat Stella’s hand, and earnestly say, "Stella, if you ever need my help in the future, you must co to . Even though the child is still small, I’m already reserving the godmother position. In the future, not only will you love him, but I, as the godmother, will love him too."
Stella looked at her, full of emotion, and said, "Scarlett, thank you for understanding and supporting ."
Scarlett smiled and said, "We’re best friends. If I don’t support you, then who will I support?"
"Baby, did you hear that? Young Madam Saxon wants to be your godmother. The Saxon Family is incredibly wealthy. You’ve got yourself a rich godmother, so I won’t have anything to worry about in the future." Stella seed to be in a much better mood, even joking around.
Hearing her call her Young Madam Saxon, Scarlett blushed and glared at her, saying, "What Young Madam Saxon? Stella, I just helped you co up with a plan, and now you’re teasing ."
Stella’s lips curved into a smile: "Why wouldn’t it be Young Madam Saxon? Matthew Saxon is a proper Young Master. If you marry him, wouldn’t you be the Young Madam?"
"I never said I had to marry him."
"Scarlett, at this point, you’re still being so coy. You’ve already moved into his house, yet you’re saying you won’t marry him."
At this, Stella looked at the shy and awkward expression on Scarlett’s face, put away her playful deanor, and seriously asked, "Scarlett, have you two finally settled things this ti?"
Scarlett gently nodded: "Yes."
"There are rumors outside that Matthew Saxon is about to get married, and even the wedding date is set. I saw the news and thought, this ti it must be true."
Saying that, she sighed deeply, filled with envy: "Scarlett, I truly envy you, being able to be with the person you love. Although it was a rocky road, in the end, the outco is wonderful."
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