"Soren, I know I’ve made a lot of mistakes. I shouldn’t have talked about your past with Mabel Quinn in front of Kyle that day, and I shouldn’t have done those wrong things. I’ll apologize to Mabel Quinn. I’ll kneel before her until she forgives me," Lyra Grant said.
"Will you really apologize to her?" Her words seemed to give Soren an idea.
"Of course, I will definitely apologize and make sure she forgives me. I won’t let Kyle misunderstand you and affect your future," Lyra Grant said. After all, she had been with Soren for four years, and naturally, she knew what her boyfriend cared about the most.
"Alright, I’ll talk to my father about the school matter and have him discuss it with the principal," Soren said. "But you have to keep your word."
Mabel Quinn found it funny. Why would they think that just because Lyra Grant kneels and apologizes, she would forgive all the things Lyra Grant had done in the past?
"I think that’s unnecessary now," Mabel Quinn stepped out from behind the tree, looking coldly at the couple wrapped in each other’s arms. "Lyra Grant, the issue between us is not something that can be erased with an apology and forgiveness. So you don’t need to perform that drama before me, because it will only make you more embarrassed."
"Mabel Quinn, you were eavesdropping on us!" Lyra Grant glared at Mabel Quinn with resentful eyes. At this moment, she wasn’t thinking about apologizing. Instinctively, she wanted to tear the other person apart. If it weren’t for Mabel Quinn, how could she have ended up so miserable?
"I didn’t need to eavesdrop on your conversation. I was reading here first. You two came over to talk loudly in my ear," Mabel Quinn said.
Lyra Grant was speechless.
Soren said, "Alright, this isn’t Mabel’s fault, so don’t shout."
Lyra Grant’s face became even more unsightly. The boyfriend who once stood by her side was now speaking up for Mabel Quinn. Just as she was about to speak, she was suddenly overwhelmed by nausea, causing her to rush to the side and start vomiting.
Lyra Grant vomited so violently that Soren was stunned. It took a while before she finally stopped. Soren said, "Why are you vomiting so much? How about I accompany you to the Hospital for a check-up?" After all, she was still his girlfriend, and he still had some feelings for her.
But who would have thought that this sentence would provoke a sharp scream from Lyra Grant, "I... I don’t want to go to the Hospital! No need!"
Not only Soren, but even Mabel Quinn, who was about to leave, found it strange. She turned to look at Lyra Grant but saw Lyra avoiding her gaze, her hand covering her stomach, as if trying to hide something.
Mabel Quinn shrugged, no longer interested in talking with Lyra Grant. However, by the afternoon, there was a commotion next door, followed by the arrival of an ambulance. Mabel Quinn, along with the other classmates, left the classroom and only saw Lyra Grant unconscious, being lifted onto a stretcher and carried to the ambulance by the emergency personnel and some students from the next class.
Meanwhile, Soren stood in the corridor, silent, his entire face as if shrouded in frost.
"Hey, did you guys hear? Someone from the next class said they saw Lyra Grant vomit twice in the bathroom today, like she’s pregnant!"
"And it seems the child isn’t Soren’s. When Soren heard that Lyra Grant might be pregnant, his face looked awful, and he broke up with her on the spot!"
"So Soren got cuckolded by Lyra Grant? Who would have thought Lyra would mess around like that?"
Mabel Quinn was surprised, not expecting Lyra Grant might be pregnant, and it wasn’t Soren’s child?! Mabel Quinn’s hand gently touched her own stomach, suddenly remembering that after her encounter with Kyle, she hadn’t taken any precautions.