Chapter 161

　　Fern's Perspective 　　Late at night, the cold moonlight seeped into every corner of the room, and the wind outside the window, carrying the scent of forest grass, gently tapped on the glass. 　　To this day, I still lived in the Luna Suite. Giovanni seemed to have forgotten to ask me to move out. 　　I sat on the edge of my bed, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts, constantly echoing today's conversation with Vivian—about my pregnancy, the new life growing inside me, and the fact that this news was something I couldn't share with him. 　　A small clatter interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at the balcony, alert, as a familiar figure emerged silently from the night. I frowned. "Oliver?" 　　"Shhh," he whispered, raising a finger to his lips. "Don't let anyone hear you." 　　A wave of mixed emotions surged within me. I slowly stood and walked toward the balcony. "Why are you here?" 　　Oliver smiled weakly, a flicker of weariness and determination in his eyes. "I bring good news. Our parents have foun