In the room, Hazel told the servants to apply medication to Katie's wounds. After that, she got them to leave them alone.

As the door closed, Hazel asked grimly, "Are you really pregnant?"

Katie nodded. "I have a report from the hospital. If you need, I'll—"

"There's no need," Hazel interrupted her. She added curtly, "I don't think you'd have the guts to lie to us about this."

Five years ago, Hazel had forced Simone to have an abortion. Later, Hazel had reached the age where she wanted to be a grandmother.

After she'd seen Noah get older year after year and refuse to settle down, Hazel had indeed regretted her choice back then.

Noah was finally married now, and his wife was also pregnant. If Hazel were to let Noah divorce Katie and make her abort the child, there was no telling how long she would have to wait before she could be a grandmother.

Thinking about that, Hazel harrumphed. "Consider yourself lucky to be pregnant. If not, I would have made Noah divorce you."

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