The news about via’s memory returning spread so quickly, even though initially only Abigail and dwin knew about it. For the time being, they decided to keep it a secret because they wanted to buy time toe up with a new n regarding the two options Julie had given via. via hadn’t even informed her parents about her memory returning yet, but now she had to prepare herself to confront her mother-inw.


    Yes, her mother-inw who was also her step-grandmother.


    The middle-aged woman suddenly appeared at via’s workce with her chosen daughter-inw, none other than Phoebe Madsen. via didn’t feel scared by their presence, but she, who usually didn’t harbor any anger towards anyone, now had to stain her heart because of one name: Phoebe.


    via didn’t hate her step-grandmother. As a woman, she also understood that Julie’s desires were reasonable for any mother in the world. She just wanted her son’s life to be happy and their family name to continue with the arrival of descendants.


    via also knew that Julie Hampton didn’t fundamentally dislike her. It was evident from all the kindness via received since she got to know and befriend Abigail, and even the affection of that woman increased after via’s father married Julie’s youngest daughter.


    via knew that Julie’s drastic change at present was due to the negative influence of the woman who was now sitting arrogantly beside her. Both women entered via’s room without permission and sat on the sofa as if they owned the ce, while via stood stunned behind her desk.


    “I heard that your memory has returned,” the statement came out before via could engage in small talk.


    “Yes, recently,” she replied frankly. “Would you like something to drink?” she offered. The elderly woman asked for a hot beverage.


    Shortly after, via’s employee arrived with three cups of hot drinks and several types of snacks. “I was waiting for you toe to the house and inform me of your condition, but it seems you had no intention of visiting me,” her mother-inwmented while sipping the scent of jasmine tea in her hand. via fell silent; she had no defense or reason to respond to her mother-inw’s statement.


    “Don’t tell me you also asked dwin not to visit his mother, Via,” Phoebe interjected. via could only stare at the woman with a nk expression. Her mouth chose to remain silent. She didn’t want to engage in verbal sparring with the woman as it felt utterly pointless.


    “Why did Grandma suddenlye here? Is there anything I can help you with?” via redirected her attention entirely to her mother-inw and step-grandmother. She chose to ignore Phoebe’s presence, behaving as if the woman were just a living statue.


    Julie’s old hand waved gently. “There’s no need for anything; I just wanted to see you,” she replied, cing the ss on her coaster and gazing at via with both hands resting on her knees. “How about your memories during thest ten months? Did they disappear with the return of your old memories after thea?” she inquired.


    via could guess where this conversation was heading, so she prepared herself mentally. “No, Grandma. All my memories are intact.”


    “So, do you remember what I said at the apartment that time?” she asked again, and via nodded in response. “So, do you have any good news for me now?”


    via shook her head, but a smile still lingered on her face. “Unfortunately, there is no good news yet,” she replied honestly.


    “Then, have you made a decision if, within the next two months, you are still not pregnant?” Julie’s back straightened, as did the woman beside her who looked at via with a satisfied and mocking smile on her face.


    via stared at her grandmother with an emotionless gaze. “May I ask you something?”


    Julie’s eyebrow raised. “Just ask.”


    “When you came to the apartmentst time, honestly, at that time, I was still confused. Losing my memory made me unable to refute or question, because I myself was not sure of my condition at that time. But now, after my memory has returned, I am no longer confused about my identity.


    “So I want to ask you. Are you sure that the two options you offered me will make Uncle happy?” she asked with a more pressing tone.


    Her grandmother’s eyebrows furrowed, while the woman beside her stared sharply. “What do you mean by that question?” she asked cynically, but via chose to ignore it.


    “Why are you asking like that?” Julie questioned after Phoebe’s question went unanswered for a while.


    “I don’t mean to be disrespectful to you. But the issue of having children is not something that humans can measure. It’s not what humans want, then they get it.


    “Isn’t it excessive for you to set a deadline for me to have a child within a year just because of my condition?” she continued with a t tone. Julie Hampton was taken aback. “What happened to me was just a doctor’s prediction. And doctors are only human, they cannot defy fate. Like Uncle Harry, who could only have a child after five years of marriage, while the doctor said they were both healthy. Couldn’t that also apply to me?”


    “That’s clearly different. Because your uterus is injured,” Phoebe replied heatedly, but via chose to ignore her again.


    “Grandma, don’t you really want to give Uncle and me a chance? Didn’t Dr. Madsen agree to give me a consultation?” This time via looked at Phoebe, as did her grandmother. “Thest time you were here, you told me that you were willing to give me a gynecological consultation. Doesn’t that mean, ording to you, I still have a chance to get pregnant?” via raised one eyebrow while Phoebe looked surprised. “If you give me a chance, maybe I can try a fertility program.”


    “I only said that as a formality,” Phoebe replied stiffly. “Besides, Auntie, remember your age,” she persuaded again. “And dwin’s age is not young anymore, Auntie.”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    “There’s no menopause for men, Doctor. You should know that. As far as I know, many men can still have children at an older age.”


    “But the problem here is you. You have a low pregnancy rate,” Phoebe responded again.


    “But that doesn’t mean I won’t be able to get pregnant at all, right? The percentage you mentioned is not insignificant,” via retorted, unwilling to give in. “Remember, you are only Doctors, not God,” via retorted. “And even if Grandma believes in the doctor’s diagnosis, I want to know something else. All this time, you know that Uncle and I love each other, and you also know that issues of offspring are God’s blessing. Uncle’s happiness is with me, and vice versa.


    “With the two options you’ve offered, are you sure they will make Uncle happy? Because I’m sure Uncle won’t be happy. In the end, three people will be hurt. You, me, and Uncle.”