Chapter 448

A bone-chilling cold crept through Eleanor's veins as if her blood was flowing in reverse. She never imagined she would hear such an answer in a million years—one that left her utterly shaken. Her heartbeat quickened, her fingers curling involuntarily. Pregnant. She was pregnant. The realization sent her mind spiralling, her breath coming in shallow gasps. It was a possibility, of course. She and Robert had been together intimately, without precautions, but she had never stopped to consider this outcome. And now, in the most unlikely of circumstances, she was carrying a child. A child she would have gladly welcomed… under different circumstances. Eleanor had dreamed, however briefly, of a future where she and Robert raised a child together—a child who would inherit both their strengths, their features, their essence. But fate had been cruel. Everything had turned upside down. The love between them had shattered, replaced by betrayal so deep it felt irreparable. Robert had chained her,