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Chapter 48 Not His Bastard Son
Noticing something was wrong, Xandria immediately put down her phone.
“Yuliana, what’s wrong with you?”
Yuliana came back to her senses and looked at Xandria for a moment. She smiled and said, “Callie called me
today.”
Xandria knew that Callie was Yuliana’s mother, a beautiful woman who had little understanding of worldly affairs.
Xandria last met Callie when she was in the seventh grade.
When they were in class that day, Callie came to the school suddenly to pick up Yuliana. That was the first time
Callie picked up Yuliana from school.
After Yuliana was taken home, she did not come to school for nearly a week. Xandria called Yuliana and sent her a
message, but Yuliana did not respond.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that time, she thought that when Yuliana came back, she would stop being friends with the latter. Who would
have thought that things would turn out differently when Yuliana came back to class?
After asking around privately, Xandria learned about the divorce between Yuliana’s parents.
Over the past few years, Callie and Yuliana had actually been in contact, though not frequently. Callie would call her
once every month or two. Callie would occasionally come to Juxshire to see Yuliana on the former’s business trips.
However, Yuliana’s insistence on marrying Harry strained her relationship with Callie. Even more so after Yuliana’s
father was imprisoned.
“What did she say to you?” Xandria asked.
“She came to know about the divorce between Harry and me,” Yuliana said.
Xandria knew in her heart that Callie had to have said nothing good.
Callie was incredibly assertive and self-centered. She knew exactly what she wanted and what she did not want.
She knew what was important to her and what was so unimportant that she could easily discard it.
To Callie, Yuliana was the one who was unimportant and could be abandoned.
Of course, that did not mean that Callie did not love Yuliana.
Sometimes, people hurt the ones they loved.
Xandria was not very good at comforting people, especially when Yuliana was sad.
Most of the time, Yuliana would not show her sadness, and when she did, it meant that she was unable to hide it
anymore.
On the spur of the moment, Xandria had a suggestion. “Yuliana, why don’t we go to the club tonight? Every time I
encounter something unhappy, I would tire myself out just so I could stop myself from thinking.”
“Aren’t you grounded by your father?” Yuliana reminded.
Xandria pouted. “It is not like he locked me up with a chain. I was just afraid that he would freeze my card.”
Yuliana sometimes envied Xandria. The worst thing that could worry the latter was getting her card frozen.
Yuliana looked at her and said regretfully, “But I can’t go to the club now!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Are you having your period?”
Yuliana shook her head. She hesitated for a moment before saying. “Xani, I’m pregnant.”
“What?” Xandria yelled
Xandria’s eyes visibly widened in shock. She stared at Yuliana for a while without saying anything.
“Wait, what were you saying? I didn’t hear you clearly. Can you repeat that?”
Yuliana was amused by Xandria’s reaction. “I said I’m pregnant.”
Xandria subconsciously looked at Yuliana’s abdomen. She could not believe that Yuliana was bearing a child
with that slender waist.
“It has been slightly more than two months now. If I hadn’t told you, you would not be able to tell,” Yuliana
explained.
After taking in the news of Yuliana’s pregnancy, Xandria was sure that she was not dreaming or hallucinating. Then,
another question came to mind. She slammed her hand on the bed, her face full of resentment as she said, “This
cannot be Christopher’s son. Am I right?”