<h4>Chapter 474: 474-They Want Us To Get Married</h4>
<strong>Yorick:</strong>
After a few minutes, she came out and left the test on the table. I helped her sit down again, then ced the test in herp.
"So?" I asked, keeping my eyes away from it. I wanted her to be the one to look at the result.
She looked bored as she checked the test, not as enthusiastic as she had been before. The door swung open, and my body almost jolted.
I did not want my mother toe in because the moment she saw the result, she would have strange reactions.
When my mother arrived and stood beside me, Clementine lifted her eyes, looked at her, then looked back at me.
"It is negative," she announced.
The moment she said it, I snatched the test and checked it myself. There was only one line. It was negative. My mother ced her hand on my shoulder, and I looked up at her. She gave me a reassuring nod.
"Why don’t you go get her some food?" my mother requested.
"Yeah, I will need some food," Clementine replied softly.
I got up from the bed and took my mother’s hand. I was not going to leave her alone with Clementine. It was not safe. My mother could be very difficult to deal with.
Once we walked out of the room, my mother immediately started talking about the medicine.
"It worked," she replied happily.
"How do you know it did?" I asked her.
I turned and watched her frown at me. It was clear she wanted me to exin myself.
"How do you know she was pregnant in the first ce? What if she was never pregnant at all?" I asked, watching her ce food onto a tray for Clementine.
"Put my food there too. I’ll eat with her," I insisted.
She paused for a moment before preparing food for both of us.
"Well, I guess we will never know then. But the good news is that she is not pregnant," my mother replied in a harsher tone.
"You don’t have to put that in her food anymore," I said as I saw my mother reach for the same bottle she had been using to make her feel numb.
She slowed and looked up at me.
"I understand that you are being protective of her, and now that she is focused on you, you want to stay close. But do not forget that she still needs to be monitored so she does not walk out of the room," my mother stated.
I looked away from her.
"You don’t seem very confident in my decisions anymore, Yorick," she pressed, noticing my change in attitude.
"Yes, because she is in love with me, like you said. Then why do we need to keep giving her this poison? I don’t want anything else injected into her body. You promised me," I reminded her.
She let out a low sound, then finally agreed.
I grabbed the tray from my mother’s hand, but she did not let it go.
"What is it?" I asked anxiously.
"You know what I was thinking? I think it is time for her toe out and eat with the rest of us," my mother said, suggesting it in a formal, sweet tone.
That did not sound usible to me. I cleared my throat and gave her a weak smile, as if I did not know what she was talking about.
"She cannot walk properly," I told my mother.
"She only needed your support to go into the bathroom for the test, so I believe she is much better now," my mother replied.
She quickly put on the same smile she always wore. At that point, I realized she was not going to let this go easily.
I wandered back into Clementine’s room to tell her to prepare for dinner. For some strange reason, she seemed eerily calm.
"My mom wants us to have dinner together," I told her.
She was holding a book I had given her earlier because she had been bored. She looked up from the pages and smiled at me.
"Okay," she replied softly.
I began to feel a little anxious because of her quietness. Part of me worried that she might be too angry with me. That was why she was not discussing it or even talking to me. Another part of me felt hopeful because everything had gone smoothly.
"Listen, I hope you’re not upset about the medicine," I added, watching her look at me with a small smile. It was the kind of smile that made it clear she thought I was being silly.
"Yorick, I needed that medicine. I understand," she answered calmly.
As she spoke, I turned toward the door and noticed my mother standing there again, blocking the way.
"Right. Let’s go then. They’re waiting at the dinner table," I remarked, pointing toward my mother.
I held Clementine’s hand as I guided her out of the room. She still seemed distant, but I could tell it was not too severe.
Once we were downstairs, my father came out to join us for dinner. He had been very busytely because of everything happening with the council members and the academy being exposed. As soon as he saw Clementine, he smiled at her.
We sat together like one happy family, but we were not a happy family. We were a family that kept secrets and yed dirty games.
"So, Clementine, how are you feeling here?" my father asked her as my mother served her food.
"I’m feeling much better here," she responded in her usual soft tone.
"How do you feel about knowing that you’ll no longer go to the academy?" my father continued.
"Wait, is it confirmed? I thought they were nning to find a way to keep the academy from being shut down," she asked him.
They were having a very normal conversation, but the way Clementine spoke and the way they interacted felt unnatural to me.
"Well, even if they do, we are not going to send you there," my father told her with a cheeky grin, while my mother nodded at him.
Clementine smiled and looked at me, almost too pleased, as if telling me how d she was that they were taking such a stand for her.
"But I would like to ask you, when are you and Yorick getting married?" my father continued.
I almost choked on my food. My mother began rubbing my back while offering me water. I had not even calmed down yet when Clementine’s response shocked me even more.
"Um, since you are our elders, you have to select a date," she replied.
That made me spit my water out.