Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 213: Can You, Yolanda Greenwood, Reproduce Asexually?

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Can You, Yolanda Greenwood, Reproduce Asexually?

In the morning, Yolanda Greenwood went to the Coldson Family’s old mansion by herself, where she met Old Master Coldson.

"Grandpa, I might need to leave for a while," she sat by the sickbed peeling an orange, her voice reluctant to speak.

"Leave? Where to?" Old Master Coldson also knew his condition was deteriorating and felt equally reluctant at this moment.

"Going to the U.S.," Yolanda whispered, "I’ll probably start with three months, and if it’s really nice there, I’ll consider staying."

Old Master Coldson’s eyes reddened slightly. "Yolanda, there’s less than a month until the Spring Festival; can’t you wait until after the New Year to go?"

Yolanda tugged at the corner of her mouth, showing a bitter smile.

The Lunar New Year is important to every Chinese person because it symbolizes family reunions and new beginnings.

But for her, what family was there still?

Her only family now was Jaxon Greenwood, who was still in the hospital.

Leaving might just be a good thing for Jaxon as well.

"There’s no Spring Festival over there, and I’ve already delayed for some time; if I delay further it might..." Yolanda fed the orange to Old Master Coldson, "This is a great opportunity for me."

"En, going out, it’s also good." The old master’s eyes were slightly moist.

"Grandpa, aren’t you happy for Yolanda?" Yolanda struggled to contain her emotions and quickly wiped away the old master’s tears.

"Happy, I want my Yolanda to fly as high as possible, grandpa is happy for you," Old Master Coldson smiled.

"I knew grandpa loved me."

"What about your marriage to Little Noah?" Old Master Coldson asked with concern.

He may have regretted seeing Yolanda and Cooper Coldson part ways, but after all, he was just an outsider and couldn’t intervene too much.

If Yolanda really wanted to marry Noah Coldson, he would also support them.

"Grandpa, big brother and I are just siblings; we’re not getting married," Yolanda stated with certainty.

"And the child in your belly?" Old Master Coldson couldn’t help but worry.

"I can raise it on my own," Yolanda said confidently.

Old Master Coldson hesitated, "But you alone with a child..."

"Grandpa, I will work very hard to give my child the best life, and I will bring him to see you too," Yolanda said, her gaze fixed determinedly on Old Master Coldson.

The old master eventually nodded and then tentatively asked, "You’re not considering it again? Cooper lately..."

"Grandpa!" Yolanda cut off Old Master Coldson, "Whether it’s Cooper or Noah, I won’t marry either."

"Alright, but remember, the child inside you ultimately carries the Coldson Family’s bloodline; anytime, even if grandpa is no longer here, you can still come if you need help."

"Grandpa, you have to be safe and wait for the babies to be born." Yolanda gently lay on Old Master Coldson’s chest, her tears finally unstoppable.

Outside, Isabella Ross stood with a ghastly pale face.

She had just seen Yolanda visit again and felt something was amiss, so she eavesdropped outside the door.

To think Yolanda was actually planning to run away with the child was infuriating.

The Coldson Family’s child must not be lost, and she would never allow such a thing to happen.

After leaving Old Master Coldson’s room, Yolanda was called into Isabella Ross’s room.

"Aunt Ross, is something the matter?" Yolanda felt the atmosphere was off as soon as she entered, and to Isabella Ross’s mood was as unpredictable as ever.

"You’re going abroad?" Isabella Ross came straight to the point.

Yolanda replied without words, "You eavesdropped on my conversation with grandpa?"

"Don’t change the subject," Isabella Ross’s face showed not a hint of embarrassment, "I’m asking you, where do you plan to take our Coldson Family’s child?"

Yolanda’s expression turned colder. "This is my child."

"Yours?" Isabella Ross laughed furiously, "What? Are you, Yolanda Greenwood, so capable that you reproduced asexually? Got pregnant all by yourself?"

Yolanda glared at Isabella Ross, not expecting her to turn face so quickly.

"You don’t need to look at me like that," Isabella Ross said coldly, "The child you’re carrying is the flesh and blood of my son, the future heir of the Coldson Family; I cannot sit by and do nothing."

She made it crystal clear to Yolanda, "You have only two choices: one is to marry Noah, the second is to have the child and send it back to the Coldson Family."

"Impossible," Yolanda refused immediately, "The child is mine, and no one can take it away."

"Then marry Noah," Isabella Ross frowned slightly, "Although I do not wish for that, if Noah is willing, I respect his decision."

Yolanda felt utterly befuddled, "I won’t marry big brother either, I don’t love big brother, and big brother doesn’t love me; we have no reason to marry for some Coldson Family bloodline."

She then faintly understood that, perhaps, Noah’s intention to marry her was also compelled by Isabella Ross.

Noah knew she would never part with the child, so their marriage was the best ending for her.

But Yolanda couldn’t be so selfish, repeatedly disregarding Noah for her own sake.

She stood up, ready to leave, "I’m going now."

Isabella Ross, however, blocked the door before her, "Yolanda, think carefully, not just the U.S., anywhere in the world, as long as I want to, you cannot escape."

Yolanda clenched her teeth, glaring at Isabella Ross in fury.

"Think about it," Isabella Ross warned again before letting her leave.

Once she was out of the old house, Yolanda’s eyes turned red.

Because she knew Isabella Ross was right, no matter where she fled, Isabella Ross would find her.

She was really scared; she could not be separated from her babies.

Yolanda walked out aimlessly, and suddenly she heard the sound of a car horn behind her.

She was startled and looked to the side, to see Richard Reyes driving.

Without thinking, she knew Cooper Coldson was sitting in the back.

Yolanda stood there, at a loss, not knowing when Cooper had started following her or why he was following her.

"Get in," Cooper Coldson began to speak from the back seat.

Outside it was windy, and Yolanda, standing there looking frail and pitiable, with her eyes red, obviously had been crying.

He had left something at the old house last night and came to get it today, not expecting Yolanda to be there.

He had things to say to her, but after a while, he saw Yolanda being called away by Isabella Ross, and thereafter, Yolanda fled from Isabella Ross’s room.

Cooper had Richard drive after her, thinking Yolanda would notice them soon, but that woman, lost in her thoughts, didn’t notice them at all.

So, Cooper had Richard honk the horn.

"Yes," Richard wrapped himself tightly in his down jacket and got out of the car.

"Miss Greenwood," he approached Yolanda respectfully, "our CEO is in the car and would like to speak with you."

Yolanda frowned, hesitating whether to get in the car or not.

"Miss Greenwood, you’re pregnant, right? It’s so cold outside, it wouldn’t be good if you caught a cold by accident."

Richard really knew how to manipulate people.

Yolanda nodded at him, opened the rear car door, and got in.

The interior of Cooper Coldson’s car was spacious and warm, and she immediately felt her whole person relax.