The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 3

The Foster family’s private physician arrived in a rush, his coat flapping as he hurried inside.

Rebecca’s heart skipped a beat when she saw him preparing to examine her. She could guess why he was there, and anxiety tightened her chest.-

No way… Could it really happen from just that one time?

She instinctively placed a protective hand over her stomach, but she didn’t resist the doctor’s examination.

When he finished, the doctor addressed everyone gathered in the room. “Mr. and Mrs. Foster, your daughter is pregnant. And there are four heartbeats—I believe she’s expecting quadruplets.”

The news struck like a bolt of lightning, every bit as shocking as when Rebecca’s true parentage had been exposed months earlier. The revelation rippled through the Foster family, leaving stunned silence in its wake.

Everyone was speechless, but none more so than Hogan. His face turned red with fury.

He dismissed the doctor with an impatient wave, then rounded on Rebecca. His glare was full of rage, as if he could set her alight just by looking at her. “You’ve already disgraced the Foster family once. And now this—you’re pregnant on top of it all.”

Jane couldn’t restrain herself either. Her voice was sharp and shrill. “Absolutely shameless! You’re a young woman and have no self-respect. After what happened, you didn’t even bother to protect yourself…”

Rebecca stood by silently, lips pressed in a thin line.

The whole situation blindsided her. She was only nineteen, and after a single accident, she was pregnant by a man she didn’t even know.

Katherine, meanwhile, watched with barely concealed glee. She never expected that one night would leave Rebecca with a child—let alone four. An illegitimate litter, what a delicious bit of drama.

Once Hogan had calmed down a little, his voice turned icy. “I’m arranging for the procedure today. The babies will be taken care of.”

Rebecca protectively wrapped her arms around her abdomen, her tone unwavering. “They’re my children. You have no right to decide for me.”

Hogan’s anger reignited. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, voice thunderous. “I’m your father. Of course I have the right! Either you terminate this pregnancy, or you get out of my house. The Foster family won’t keep a daughter like you!”

Rebecca’s eyes grew cold, her expression calm as she replied, “Fine. I’ll leave.”

Katherine hesitated, then suggested, “There’s a guy from the village where I grew up—Jerry. He’s never married, but he’s a good man. Works hard, kind-hearted. He’d probably be willing to marry Rebecca. Life out there is tough, though…”

Jane chimed in. “So life’s tough. Good! She’s been spoiled her whole life—never had to work for anything. Let her see what it’s like in the countryside. Four babies at once, even a sow couldn’t match her. She’s lucky if any man will have her at all.”

Hogan thought it over for a moment, then nodded. “Alright. Let her try a hard life for a change. Maybe then she’ll appreciate what she had here.”

Katherine barely concealed her satisfaction. “I’ll call Jerry now and see if he’s willing to marry her.”

She was the one who’d grown up in poverty, switched at birth, and she hated Rebecca from the depths of her heart. Now she’d make Rebecca taste the hardship she’d endured.

Upstairs, Rebecca was quietly packing her things, unaware that her fate was being decided by the family downstairs—and that they were about to marry her off to a poor cattle farmer in the middle of nowhere.

Suddenly, Katherine burst into the room, brimming with excitement. “Rebecca, you don’t have to leave after all! Mom and Dad talked it over—they won’t force you to get rid of the babies. You can stay, with your children!”