Hannah Lennox didn’t realize what her thoughts represented. She was born an empty shell, influenced by her surroundings; by Jonas Kingsley’s side, she did all sorts of bad things thoroughly, but by Iris Crawford’s side, she seed like a virtuous wife who washed her hands to make soup.
Perhaps in her heart, there was never a distinction between good and evil; she simply lived this way.
Iris Crawford hugged Hannah Lennox to sleep, her breathing rising and falling steadily by her ear, almost like a kind of hypnosis.
Hannah Lennox felt comfortable for the first ti. She closed her eyes and instinctively leaned closer to Iris Crawford’s chest.
The sister-in-law’s embrace was very warm.
She had never been hugged by anyone, never by her mother, and even less so by her father.
After becoming an adult, she wandered with Jonas Kingsley, becoming a solitary soul.
And at this mont, Iris Crawford’s embrace made her feel like she had found ho.
Taking a deep breath, Hannah Lennox emptied herself. At this mont, she didn’t feel like Jonas Kingsley’s big bad accomplice, but like a newborn baby, held gently.
Iris Crawford, is this the feeling that Jonas Kingsley is infatuated with you?
If possible...
Hannah Lennox’s fingers clenched, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but before she could think any further, she drifted into a dream.
If possible, I would like to hold you too.
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Iris Crawford went to work as usual, had als alone with Hannah Lennox as usual, as if during this period, Lachlan Wyatt didn’t exist at all. The world seed to consist only of Hannah Lennox and Iris Crawford; they lived together, chatted together, as if past affections and feuds had all vanished, and at this mont, she was Iris Crawford’s only existence.
However, the good days couldn’t last long. One week later, Iris Crawford stood by the sink and gently gagged, an action which startled Hannah Lennox, who had just finished cooking and called her out to eat, and she murmured, "Are you... having morning sickness?"
Iris Crawford didn’t look well; she wiped her lips, "I don’t know, I just passed by the kitchen door and slled the oil..."
Hannah Lennox stood there as if struck by lightning, as if a blissful dream had suddenly been shattered by soone, "You’re pregnant, Iris Crawford..."
The only man who could make Iris Crawford pregnant had always been one.
Lachlan Wyatt.
Hannah Lennox didn’t know how to explain the emotion inside her; she stood there, seemingly more flustered than Iris Crawford, and held Iris Crawford’s shoulders. After spending these days together, she thought her relationship with Iris Crawford had suddenly beco closer, so she said to Iris Crawford, "You’re not married yet, and you’re pregnant. It’s irresponsible of him!"
"Felix Crawford was also conceived before I got married."
Iris Crawford didn’t expect Hannah Lennox to be so emotional; her eyes flickered, and then she said, "It’s okay, I’ll handle it myself."
"What are you going to do with this child?"
Hannah Lennox questioned Iris Crawford forcefully, "Now that you are pregnant, it ans there’s an additional risk. Iris Crawford, do you realize that Jonas Kingsley is watching you closely, and if he finds out you’re pregnant, he certainly won’t let you off easily. He will want to tornt you!"
"You’re here, aren’t you? Moreover, Lachlan Wyatt and Number Nine haven’t abandoned either."
Glancing at Number Nine, who was resting in a corner on standby, Iris Crawford took a breath, suppressing the discomfort, "I can raise the child by myself. I will definitely choose to keep it."
Hannah Lennox felt as if her world was collapsing; she repeated the question, "Is this child that important? Does Lachlan Wyatt know?"
"I’ll tell him tonight. The child is not a lineage, but a kind of trait inheritance. This inheritance is different from the traditional sense of passing down the family line; it’s a legacy of soul and belief."
Iris Crawford touched Hannah Lennox’s face, "You will also have sothing you want to leave in this world, sothing you can change it for, won’t you?"
Hannah Lennox pulled her out but ultimately sat powerlessly on the sofa, "If this child is sothing you must keep, then I..."
Iris Crawford quietly watched her, waiting for her to speak.
Hannah Lennox spoke each word, as if her soul withered while saying this, "I will do everything in my power to protect this child. This is... my conviction."
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