Anneliese quickly leaped onto the floor. Jonathan took one long stride, grabbed the thermos, and before he could say a word, Anneliese snatched his hand and dragged him into the elevator with her head down.
She still needed to visit Jessica, and Jonathan had his own errands. They split up once the elevator doors closed behind them.
When Anneliese reached Jessica's room, the pies she had brought were already gone. Jessica was packing up, the tray wiped clean.
Anneliese froze. Jessica had already changed out of her hospital gown. She was wearing a sweater and sweatpants, shoving towels and toiletries into her bag.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be discharged tomorrow? Why are you packing now? What's the rush?"
Jessica was supposed to stay for a three-day observation. It hadn't even been that long.
Jessica spotted her, smiled, and gently brushed aside Anneliese's hand as she kept packing.
"I'm fine. I can tell how my own body feels. The baby's sitting pretty steady in here. I already signed the discharge papers."
"Are you sure? Maybe listen to the doctor? And don't tell me you're trying to save money just because…"
Anneliese clearly thought Jessica was rushing out because of her plan to study abroad, scrimping wherever she could.
But that wasn't why Jessica was leaving, and she didn't hide it.
She opened her bag, took out a document, and handed it over.
"Take a look."
"What is it?"
"A breakup settlement. The very expensive kind."
Her smile was bitter. Anneliese frowned, scanning.
Jessica had agreed to take twenty million. But if she ever reached out to Zane again—if she ever brought the child to the Shaymans' door—she would owe ten times the amount.
Anneliese clenched the papers. "Someone from the Shaymans came? Who?"
Jessica had signed it, but the other party's name was left blank.
Jessica shrugged. "Mrs. Shayman, who else?"
Anneliese looked down at the agreement again. "She knows you're pregnant. She's letting you have the baby, but she's not acknowledging the child?"


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