Chapter 158 Loving the Wrong Person Is Not Our Fault

Damian had brought in a top orthopedic specialist. Another week passed, and Whitney was finally able to walk with the help of a cane. The weather was pleasant today, so Whitney draped a cape over her shoulders and went to the backyard to soak up some sun. The housekeeper, worried about her stability, cautiously followed behind. After only a few steps, Whitney noticed Rachel sitting alone under a distant gazebo. Rachel stared at the pond, looking somewhat melancholy and forlorn. Whitney dismissed the housekeeper and slowly made her way over. As she approached, she spoke up, "You're pregnant, you shouldn't be out here in the wind. You might catch a cold." The weather was pleasant, but there was still a chill in the air. Rachel dressed lightly, tugged her collar closer around her neck, and turned to face her. "You actually care about me? You must be here to watch me suffer." "What do you mean, watch you suffer?" Whitney replied calmly. "You already know Damian doesn't love me. You