Chapter 971
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“Is that so?” Alissa asked, her eyes sharp with doubt.
To Alissa, Linsey was nothing but a sly woman. Gorman had fallen for her tricks more than once. That was why they couldn’t afford to lower their guard.
Linsey lifted her chin, her gaze steady. “Of course I’m serious. What’s the point of resisting when it won’t work?”
She looked Alissa in the eye. “Alissa, we’ve been talking for almost thirty minutes, and you haven’t tried to take me by force. That means you’re hoping I’ll agree on my own. IVF has come a long way, but without my cooperation, it won’t be easy. My mental state affects my body. If I resist, the chances of success drop.”
Her words hung heavy in the air.
Alissa and Bart didn’t argue, but their faces turned darker.
Alissa let out a dry laugh. “So all that talk was just to buy yourself a fair chance to speak?”
Her eyes narrowed. “Fine. Let’s hear what you’ve got—other than walking into that hospital like a good girl.”
Linsey turned to Collin. He looked tense, his brows drawn together. But when she gave him a small, reassuring smile, his expression eased. Though rage still burned in him, he nodded and sat back down, following her lead in silence.
Alissa and Bart returned to their seats, their faces betraying nothing but impatience as they stared at Linsey. They still couldn’t understand what Gorman saw in her. To them, she was just a cunning woman.
No matter how pretty or smart she was, she was a single mother. So why was Gorman so set on making her his?
Alissa clenched her thoughts and shot another cold glare at Linsey.
Unaware of Alissa’s growing frustration, Linsey sat quietly for a moment before asking the Greens, “Why me? Why must I be the one to carry a child for your family?”
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Just as she settled back into her seat, something began to feel off. A strange thought crossed her mind—Alissa and Bart seemed far too obsessed with her.
Alissa and Bart seemed resolute in their desire for Linsey to carry a child for the Green family.
If their bitterness toward her stemmed from the belief that she had played a role in Gorman’s death, they should have wanted nothing to do with her—especially not something as intimate as bearing Gorman’s child. Yet, their relentless push for her to conceive was unmistakable. They wielded every ounce of their authority and influence, pressuring both her and Collin to consent to an IVF procedure.
If Alissa and Bart were truly consumed by rage, they might have resorted to harsher actions. But instead, their focus remained firmly on Linsey giving birth to Gorman’s child.
This fixation reminded Linsey of the time Gorman had been equally adamant about marrying her, stirring an unsettling sense of déjà vu. A chilling realization swept over her, sending shivers down her spine.
Alissa’s eyes narrowed, and she hissed, “Linsey, are you sure you want to waste our time with such a ridiculous question? I’ve been clear from the beginning—you’re the reason Gorman’s gone. We’re seeking closure. Don’t you owe us that much?”
Bart’s voice was cold as he added, “If you keep stalling, we’ll have no choice but to drag you to the hospital ourselves. Whether your defiance complicates the procedure, we’ll see when we get there.”
With that, he reached for his phone to summon the men waiting outside.
In the tense silence that followed, Linsey suddenly asked, her tone flat, “The person waiting for me at the hospital—it’s not Gorman, is it?” Her words hung heavily in the air, and she noticed the sudden tightening in Alissa and Bart’s eyes.
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