Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 287 Can We Pretend It Never Happened?

Chapter 287: Chapter 287 Can We Pretend It Never Happened?

Yolanda Greenwood’s expression gradually became exaggerated. She thought of a possibility, could it be that Christopher Coldson was not Old Master Coldson’s child?

"What are you thinking about?" Isabella Ross obviously saw through Yolanda’s thoughts and spoke bluntly, "Christopher is of course the Old Master’s child, it’s just..."

She sighed deeply, "Do you know how Christopher’s mother died?"

Yolanda shook her head. If it had not been for Lola Gold, she wouldn’t have come to inquire about these affairs.

"Depression," Isabella Ross glanced at Yolanda’s protruding belly, "When she was pregnant with Christopher, the Coldson Family didn’t want to acknowledge the child. Before he was even born, they took her to get a DNA test, she probably had depression since then."

"Later, after Christopher was born, the Coldson Family still didn’t want to acknowledge the child, and his mother... she jumped off a building." Isabella Ross sighed again, "At that time, the Old Master was always very busy and had no time to care for the mother and son. Later on, he always felt quite guilty towards Christopher."

Yolanda was a bit puzzled, "If that’s the case, why doesn’t Cooper’s child have any inheritance rights?"

"Yolanda, let me ask you," suddenly Isabella Ross looked at her, "Do you think Cooper is happy?"

Yolanda fell silent in an instant.

"Do you know how much he has given up growing up?" As she spoke, Isabella Ross’s eyes reddened, "In everyone else’s eyes, Cooper is the Patriarch of the Coldson Family, but as someone who was part of the Coldson Family, do you really think that being the Family Head is that enviable?"

She gave a bitter smile and said, "But some things always need to be done. Although Christopher and his descendants don’t have inheritance rights, as long as the Coldson Group stands, he can enjoy a life of glory and wealth."

So that was it.

Old Master Coldson traded his favoritism and guilt for allowing Christopher to have a life of unfettered luxury, while the hardships endured by Christopher’s mother must have also cast a shadow in his heart. He feared that everything would happen again with Randy Carter.

He didn’t want to repeat Old Master Coldson’s mistakes.

Yolanda nodded, suddenly understanding Christopher’s thoughts a bit more complexly.

"Have you figured out your own situation?" Isabella Ross suddenly asked, "Are you willing to marry Little Noah now?"

"I..." Yolanda hesitated, unsure how to respond.

"Yolanda, remember, the child in your belly is now the Coldson Family’s sole heir," Isabella Ross said seriously, "I would never allow him to be left without support."

Yolanda gave a bitter smile, at this moment, she understood even more the painstaking intentions Old Master Coldson had for Christopher.

"Aunt Ross, I want to get a divorce first, then give birth to the child. When that time comes, I think we’ll both have an outcome that satisfies each other."

"That would be best." Isabella Ross warned her again, "If you give birth to the child but are unwilling to marry Little Noah, I will definitely take the child away."

"Aunt Ross, I’m going to head back now." Yolanda nodded slightly and turned to leave the room.

She hadn’t expected Noah Coldson to be waiting outside the door. Seeing her finally come out, he immediately approached, "How was it? My mom didn’t make things hard for you, did she?"

"Don’t worry, she didn’t." Yolanda forced a smile.

"Are you going back now? I can give you a ride," Noah offered.

"Actually, I can just take a taxi..." Facing Noah, Yolanda still felt a bit awkward and instinctively wanted to refuse.

"Yolanda," Noah became a little angry, "Alright, no more words, I’ll take you back."

He didn’t give Yolanda a chance to refuse again and turned to walk away, Yolanda had no choice but to follow.

On the way back, Yolanda kept looking out of the window, not knowing what to say.

"Yolanda, about that night," Noah couldn’t hold back anymore and broke the silence, "can we pretend it never happened?"

"Um?" Yolanda turned around in surprise to look at him.

"I don’t want you to distance yourself from me because of it," Noah quickly glanced at Yolanda, "just pretend it never happened, and we’ll be like we were before."

He also promised her proactively, "I swear, I won’t bring it up ever again. I’ll wait quietly."

"Big brother..." Yolanda’s face was full of remorse, "Actually, you don’t have to consider everything for me, that night, it was actually my..."

"It’s not your fault; I chose the wrong moment." Noah parked the car on the side of the road, turned to look at Yolanda seriously, "So, let it pass. We’ll be like we were before, okay?"

"Okay." Yolanda revealed a small smile, feeling a lot more relaxed, "Thank you, big brother."

"You don’t need to thank me. Just don’t avoid me on purpose." Noah seemed to be in a much better mood.

"By the way," he suddenly asked again, "Lola, she’s... pregnant, isn’t she?"

Yolanda hesitated a moment but still nodded and then hurriedly warned Noah, "Big brother, you mustn’t tell Uncle about this. He doesn’t know anything yet."

"Don’t worry, I won’t say anything. That sort of thing should come from Lola herself." Noah obviously understood the importance.

After getting home, Yolanda told Lola Gold what Isabella Ross had said.

Lola Gold’s mouth opened wide in shock, "Christopher’s mother died by jumping off a building?"

Yolanda nodded, "So, this thing has greatly affected Christopher. He is so anxious about Randy now because he fears history repeating itself."

Lola lowered her head, silent, knowing that if it were her in the same situation, she would likely tiptoe on thin ice just like Christopher.

"Yolanda," she grabbed Yolanda’s hand tightly, "Should I go tell Christopher?"

Yolanda was overjoyed, "You want to keep the child?"

"Let Christopher decide." Lola touched her belly lightly, "Actually, since getting injured, I never imagined I’d get pregnant, so when I got the test results, I didn’t really feel anything."

Her eyes looked vacantly at Yolanda, "Do you understand? It’s like something you never thought you’d have suddenly comes to you, and that feeling of unreality is actually the most pronounced."

"Lola, I understand," Yolanda offered a wry smile; she hadn’t been any different at the beginning.

But she had never had Lola’s clarity, never thought about giving up the child, even considering the child more important than her own life.

Lola forced a smile, "Even now, it still feels like a dream, so why not leave the choice to Christopher and let him decide."

Yolanda thought it over and then nodded, "Okay, we’ll leave it to Uncle to decide."

She patted Lola on the arm, "Don’t worry, I will go with you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Yolanda." Lola felt her mood lighten considerably, and she surprisingly managed to eat a bit of dinner without throwing up.

That evening, a little after eight, Yolanda received a call from Liam Dawson, Judge Dawson.

"Miss Greenwood, the second court session has been scheduled for a week from now."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for making a special call, Sister Dawson."

"No problem." Liam Dawson added before hanging up, "I’ll hang up now. I still need to inform Mr. Coldson as well. I hope he won’t avoid it this time."