Chapter 205
Nolan sighed when he saw Isabella's reaction.
"Isabella, that's not what I meant. Of course, I know the strength of the Wilson Family. It's not just the Wilson Family; you alone can take good care of the child. But have you ever thought about this: the child has been without a father since birth."
"The role of a father is irreplaceable. I don't want the child to miss out on this part of emotional development."
Isabella instinctively wanted to refute this theory, but when her gaze fell on Nolan's face, she saw his reddened eyes and his restrained emotions.
She closed her eyes and swallowed back all the words she wanted to argue.
She almost forgot that Nolan's childhood lacked parental care, which was why he still couldn't let go to this day.
If she had impulsively said something hurtful just now, she would really regret it.
She was about to change the subject.
She inadvertently noticed the silver watch on Nolan's wrist, the first gift she had given him many years ago.
It was a classic model from a brand, but it was really old fashion now.
She didn't expect Nolan to still wear it.
Nolan also noticed her gaze and unconsciously covered his sleeve, "I'm used to wearing it. I like it a lot, so I never took it off."
His voice was light, but it also showed how much he cherished it, wearing a watch for so many years without it breaking.
This was one of the things that set Nolan apart from others.
He was a very nostalgic and affectionate person, and everything around him was used for a long time and he was reluctant to replace it.
Even if something broke, he would find an identical one to replace it.
Over the years, he had very few friends.
How could someone like Nolan not understand the pain in her heart?
She knew he was saying all this for her own good, and even the words he just said were a reflection of his own childhood.
He was tearing open his own wounds to show her the bloody truth.
But she was really too tired and didn't want to continue with Michael anymore.
"Nolan, I know you're doing this for my own good, but we've really reached the end. We can't go on."
She had thought about trying again with Michael for the sake of the child.
After all, Michael was a man she had deeply loved, and she was reluctant to let go.
But the result was that she didn't even have a place in his heart. There was Bianca before, and now there's Violet. She was exhausted.
She didn't want to persist anymore.
Not getting his love, she gave up.
Suddenly, Nolan grabbed her wrist, "Isabella, answer me one question seriously."
Isabella looked up and met his face, which was very similar to Michael's.
They were clearly similar people, but she couldn't help but think of Michael's every move.
"You say you don't like him anymore, you don't love him anymore, so why do you have expectations for having his child?"
Isabella opened her mouth but remained silent.
Nolan sighed and let go of her hand, "Isabella, I'm not forcing you. I just don't want you to regret this choice in the future. Think about it carefully."
Isabella fell into her own thoughts, not even noticing when Nolan left.
When she hesitated, the answer was already clear.
If she didn't like Michael, why would she feel joy and anticipation for their child?
In the evening, Isabella sat at the dining table, eating the nutritious meal Cinda had prepared for her. Each dish was beautifully presented.
The enticing colors and aromas wafted into her nose.
She took a bite but found that no flavor could stimulate her appetite.
But for the sake of the child, she still ate some before getting up to leave.
As soon as she returned to her room, Atticus called.
"Isabella, it's been three days. Can you tell me what you wanted to say before?"
Atticus's words reminded Isabella that time had passed so quickly. It had been three days since she moved out of Michael's house.
It was time to tell her Grandpa and those uncles about the pregnancy.
"Uncle Atticus, I'll visit the Wilson Family tomorrow to see Grandpa. You'll know then."
Isabella hung up the phone and planned to make the pregnancy public when she returned tomorrow.
Little did she know, Atticus was already aware of the situation.
"Isabella said she's coming back tomorrow?"
"Does that mean she's going to tell us about the child?"
"Thank heavens, the Wilson Family finally has a descendant!"
"This child came at the perfect time. Dad will be overjoyed when he finds out."
The uncles couldn't hide their smiles.
They thought about the moment they would meet Isabella tomorrow and tried to keep their expressions in check.
The bodyguards around Isabella were specially trained by the Wilson Family, and the news Michael tried to suppress at the hospital couldn't escape their eyes.
When they received the call about Isabella and Michael being together, Atticus had already found out they went to the hospital and she was pregnant.
They didn't reveal it because they were afraid it would affect Isabella's emotions. A pregnant woman's body couldn't handle stress.
Even when Isabella moved back to Whispering Pines Estates, they knew, and even the nanny, Cinda, was personally chosen by Holden.
They wanted to ensure that if anything happened to Isabella, the people around her had to pass their scrutiny first.
In the past few days, seeing Isabella's improved mood and appetite, they finally felt relieved.
Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to bring up the child in front of her.
At this moment, Orion Wilson suddenly said, "Such a big happy event, should we tell Dad first to make him happy? After all, he's been longing for Isabella's child."
This statement sparked a debate among the uncles.
Ultimately, Atticus decided, "Let's not tell Dad about this yet. You all know Isabella's temperament. If she isn't the first one to reveal it and get mad, Dad will blame us."
"Besides, Isabella is the one who's pregnant. It's best if she tells Dad herself."
"Atticus is right. We shouldn't take credit for Isabella's news."
"Alright, let's agree on this. Tomorrow, we'll leave everything to Isabella."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
They happily anticipated tomorrow's good news.
But Isabella, on the other hand, was too worried to sleep.
This time when she returned home, she couldn't hide the pregnancy anymore.
But last time in front of Daniel, she and Michael had confidently said they would reconcile. If she returned alone this time, Daniel would definitely be suspicious.
Moreover, to make Daniel believe she and Michael still had feelings, she had said they would soon have a child.
Now the child was here, but Michael was not.
How was she going to explain this to Daniel?
She didn't want him to think she had the child just to make him feel at ease while he was sick.