Chapter 4

　　The sun rose. Zoey's face, like the rest of her body, was numb from the cold. It was also swollen from crying. She wiped her tears, and decided to leave. There was nothing she could do to change his mind. 　　All of a sudden, her cell phone, which she had tucked away on a safe spot on the windowsill, rang. It was her mother. 　　"Hello?" She answered, making her voice sound as normal as possible. She didn’t want them to know what had happened to her. 　　"Zoey, your father was arrested by the police! The 　　y said that he was suspected of a bribery case!" Mother Xu's voice changed its tone in a hurry. "Please ask Jerome to check what's going on," her mother begged her. 　　After she married Jerome, she never told them about her problems. Zoey would only tell her parents pleasant things, even going as far as lying about how he treated her. 　　Mrs. Xu always thought that her daughter’s marriage was going well. Whenever something went wrong, Mrs. Xu always thought of Jerome. 　　The truth was, he had a better relationship with his parents-in-law, than with his own wife. 　　She tried to call him again and again, but he never answered his phone. 　　At about eight o'clock, the door opened. Jerome was wearing a brand new black suit. 　　"Jerome." Zoey stood up, despite herself. "My father was taken away by the police, can you please find out what's going on? He's too old to stand up to the trouble." 　　Jerome's eyes flashed disgust. "What does this have to do with me?" 　　"He's your father-in-law. How can it not matter?" Zoey could barely stand on her feet . 　　"Does he deserve my help?" Jerome sneered. "This is all his fault. He shouldn’t have gone about bribing people. If he couldn’t help himself, then at the very least he shouldn’t have gotten caught," he said coldly. 　　After their marriage, the Xu family and the Fu family joined their wealth and Jerome was now in charge of all their finances. 　　Now her father was going to jail for bribery. What a dumb way to fall from grace, Jerome thought to himself. 　　Jerome’s phone suddenly rang, and Zoey saw the contact he had named, “Special Someone.” He answered the call, and smilingly asked her to book the restaurant. It was Xyrille. They were having lunch together. 　　"Jerome! You bastard!” She raised her hand to hit him, but Jerome caught her wrist, and then roughly pushed her back. He walked away without saying anything. 　　Zoey watched Fu Jerome get in his car, start it and leave. He disappeared around the corner. 　　She wanted to run after him, but nausea and the urge to vomit suddenly overtook her. She began heaving. 　　After throwing up, Zoey reluctantly used a ride-hailing app on her phone and booked a ride to the hospital. 　　Just as she had thought, she was pregnant. Four weeks, to be exact. 　　It was the first time he had done it with her. He was so drunk then. It had hurt so much. The doctor suggested that she rest more and come for in regularly for her prenatal examination. 　　Zoey numbly walked along the corridor of the hospital, the lab report rolled up in her hand. As she walked down to the other doctor’s clinic, she saw Jerome and Xyrille coming out 　　When he talked on the phone in the morning, didn't he say that he was going to have lunch with Xyrille? 　　But they were in a maternity and pediatric hospital! Was Xyrille pregnant? 　　Holding Xyrille to the rest room, Jerome turned around and noticed Zoey. 　　He slightly narrowed his eyes and pressed step by step. 　　"Why are you here?" 　　"Just a check-up, since you hurt me last night." Zoey tried to give them a wide berth as she walked past them. 　　Increasing her pace, she stuffed the report into her bag and began to zip it up to keep the report from falling out. All of a sudden, she found herself pressed against the wall. Jerome held her by the arm and pinned her as his slender fingers reached into her bag. He was used to looking at documents like these, and a cursory glance was all he needed. "Pregnant, aren’t we?"