Chapter 133
A sinking feeling washed over Chester. Emily's eyes locked on him, sharp and accusing.
"This is all your fault!" Emily said sharply.
Chester didn't bother heading to the basement. Instead, he rushed Angelina straight to the hospital.
Emily followed behind, scolding him fiercely as he left. "Chester, you're a father now. How could you be so immature? What am I gonna do with you?"
Meanwhile, Isadora had no idea what was happening. She went straight to the studio, immersing herself in work to meet the deadline.
Rosalind glanced around, her brow raised. "Where's Angelina? Why isn't she with you?"
"Angie's not feeling well. She went to the hospital," Isadora replied.
"What's wrong with her?" Rosalind pressed.
"I don't know," Isadora said, keeping her eyes on the sewing machine. "Mom's been chewing out Ches for something he did. I'm totally clueless."
At that, Nora and a few of the seamstresses exchanged knowing glances.
"Is Angelina pregnant again?" Nora asked.
"What?" Isadora ga

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