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Chapter 951 - 951 The conspiracy behind the fetus 5

Chapter 951: The conspiracy behind the fetus 5 Chapter 951: The conspiracy behind the fetus 5 That night, Arnold Johnson said to him, “Allen, I’m going to be a father. I really didn’t expect that at this time, Victoria would actually be carrying our child. I’m about to become a dad.”

Arnold was as nervous and excited as a child.

Allen was also happy and responded with a smile, “Young Master, you and Madam will get better soon. This child will smooth over any roughness in your relationship.”

“That’s what I think too. I know she’s still not over her mother’s death, but I believe that there will come a day when she can let go. I can wait for that day to come. I’ve waited for so many years; I’m not afraid to wait longer, no matter how long it takes.” Arnold smiled so broadly it was as if his eyebrows were about to take flight.

Seeing Arnold like this, Allen’s mood lifted as well.

In his life, he had no children of his own, so Arnold was like a son to him.

But sometimes, they were more like friends who had forgotten their age difference, so Arnold often called him Allen, and occasionally, he would call Arnold ‘Young Arnold’.

“Young Arnold, you’re going to be a dad. You’ll definitely be a great dad.”

“Yeah, help me find someone to train me later, on how to care for a newborn. For example, what’s the best position to hold them in? How should I change diapers, and how do I bathe them? Oh, my, when I think of the tiny little baby, my heart feels so tender. I’m scared I won’t take good care of her. What should I do?”

That night, Arnold spoke a lot to Allen, nothing like the commanding Arnold Johnson usually seen.

The two, one young and one old, discussed the child under the lamplight for a long time.

Afterward, Arnold kept reading up on things about women during pregnancy—emotions, diet, nutrition, and prenatal examinations…

He would discuss what he read with Allen, and the two men, who knew nothing, ended up talking until three in the morning. If it hadn’t been for Allen’s age, Arnold probably would have continued the discussion all night long.

Such an Arnold, truly good—why couldn’t Victoria see that?

At that moment, Arnold, suppressing his sobs in the back seat, really made Allen’s heart bleed the entire way.

In the hospital.

After finishing her IV drip, Victoria Garcia stood up from the hospital bed.

“Take it slow; I’ve got you,” Edward Hernandez immediately walked over.

Victoria said indifferently, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“Victoria, are you in pain?” Paul couldn’t help but ask softly.

Victoria shook her head and said, “I’m not in pain; everything will get better.”

“Yes, everything will get better. So from today on, you should cry less. You really don’t look as good crying as you do smiling.” Although he said this out loud, Edward Hernandez silently added to himself: Victoria, even your crying is so beautiful.

Victoria heard his words and gave him a smile in return, replying, “Thank you.”

“I just hope you don’t hate me,” Edward shrugged as he spoke.

Victoria shook her head and said, “Why would I hate you? This time, Arnold must be able to give up completely. There won’t be any more ties between him and me.”

But inexplicably, Victoria’s heart still hurt a bit, even though she appeared calm.

Really no more ties?

This matter wouldn’t just end here.

Paul knew this well but ultimately he said nothing.