Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 665 Meeting Cameron

Despite her disbelief, Elspeth found Harper's words plausible. Consequently, she went to the hospital

immediately after work.

While holding the report in her hand, she found herself at a loss for words. I'm actually pregnant… The

report indicates that I am already two months along in this pregnancy. It's unbelievable. Although I am

emotionally and physically prepared for pregnancy, I am not yet mentally prepared for this.

Meanwhile, Margot was in the kitchen when Elspeth returned with the report, and seeing her distraught

look, she asked, "What's wrong, Elsie? Why do you look upset? Is work too busy?"

"I'm pregnant."

Although Elspeth casually uttered these words, Margot reacted immensely as she appeared shocked

and exclaimed, "Really? You're pregnant? How many months? When did this happen? Why didn't I

realize?"

Elspeth was stumped by the barrage of questions. She then nodded, her gaze fixed on Margot's bright

smile. "Two months."

"So, I'm going to be a grandmother? That's wonderful! Do you know how long I've been looking forward

to this day, Elsie?" Margot was so overjoyed that she almost reached out to grab and lift her into the air.

After that, she led Elspeth to a couch, where she promptly began to slice fruits, arrange them on a

plate, and set it atop the coffee table. "You'll be at the center of our attention from now on. Anyone who

dares to bully you, I won't spare them. Just let me know what you would like to eat or do, and I will

have Callum prepare it!"

When Callum walked in through the door and saw his mother's ecstatic expression, he believed

something momentous had happened, so he asked, "What's going on?"

"What do you mean? How in the world are you even allowed to call yourself Elsie' husband if you are

completely unaware of this?" After saying this, Margot gave her son a disapproving look, which left him

perplexed.

Since his mother was usually not so biased against him, he wondered if she had taken the wrong

medication today as her attitude toward him seemed to have changed overnight.

Then, she placed her hands on her hips as she looked at his dumbfounded expression. "Hurry up and

take care of your wife. She's pregnant, you know?"

Pregnant? He clearly didn't understand what was being said as he muttered under his breath.

"What's wrong? Have you gone cuckoo from being too overjoyed?"

Nevertheless, Elspeth found Callum's reaction amusing and uttered, "I'm only two months pregnant. It's

nothing significant."

In the following instant, Callum quickly walked over to her, kneeled, and rested his head on her

abdomen. "Let me listen to the baby."

However, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and stated, "It's only been a few months, so how

can you hear anything."

"You don't understand the bond that exists between me and my son—"

"Who said it's a son? What if it's a daughter?"

"A daughter would be even better. I love daughters the most." Callum didn't care whether they had a

son or a daughter; he was just thrilled to have a child. Then, he added, "Let me think about what name

to give the child."

Elspeth couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. "Even though the child still hasn't fully formed, you

can't wait to give them a name."

"I don't know either. This is my first time being a father, and I'm nervous." After saying this, he was at a

loss.

"Are you sure this is your first time being a father? What about Cameron—" As Elspeth mentioned that

name, she abruptly ceased speaking.

Suddenly, Callum's once-bright grin gradually became more subdued. "You know I never have any

feelings for that child." Then, he gazed thoughtfully into hers as if trying to explain something.

"I know. You don't need to explain all this to me." She was not angry or upset because she had long

accepted Cameron and would not mind taking that child in if given the chance. Since she was now

pregnant herself, her empathy for that child grew.

"No, I have to. This matter has always been a burden in my heart," he admitted with a guilty

expression. "I don't know how Joella got pregnant with that child, and I don't know how to make you

understand and accept this because it's partly my fault too."

While listening to him, she took a deep breath and hugged him. "I've already let go of it for quite some

time. I hope you can put it out of your mind as well."

However, his voice grew somber as he said, "Don't force yourself to accept this—"

"I'm not forcing myself to accept it; I've genuinely made peace with it. Trust me. Why don't we go and

see Cameron? Edmund said he's taking him abroad soon, so let's visit him before he leaves."

Callum's eyes flickered at Elspeth's words. "Is this truly what you want? Are you certain you want to

see that child?"

"Of course, and I know you've secretly gone to see him during this time. You even sent money to

Edmund."

"How do you know about that?"

Elspeth chuckled and replied, "You were cautious but did not completely cover your tracks. How could I

not know?"

After hearing this, Callum explained, "It wasn't my intention to keep it a secret; I just didn't want to be a

burden on you. Moreover, I'm not that concerned about him. I just thought…" He stopped mid-sentence

when he realized he couldn't remain objective toward Cameron. After all, the child's veins carried his

blood, and even if he didn't feel affectionate toward the child, he still had sympathy for the kid.

"I understand your actions, and I don't blame you. If I were in your shoes, I would have done the same,

if not more. After all, you're his father, and all these things are expected of you." As she said this, she

glanced at his mounting guilt and grabbed his hand. "All right, stop blaming yourself. I don't mean to

blame you. Go and freshen up; let's go to Edmund's house now."

About 40 minutes later, Elspeth and Callum arrived at Edmund's house right on time.

On the other hand, Cameron was happily sifting through the dirt in the villa's private garden with a

small shovel. When she pushed the door open, and the boy saw her, his smile faded before it was

quickly replaced by a wary expression. Since they had only met a handful of times and she stood in the

distance, he mistook her for a stranger when he saw her enter the home.

"Cam, where's your daddy?" Elspeth asked the question awkwardly because, in her mind, Edmund

wasn't yet his father.

"Daddy went to work. Oh, it's you."

As she approached step by step, Cameron finally let go of his guard. "You must be... Elsie, right?"