Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire - Chapter 249: Chapter 249

Donald was practically bursting with joy. The moment he won Jennifer's heart, he couldn't wait to share the news on social media. He wanted everyone, like his colleagues, his friends, and even the entire world, to know that Jennifer was his girlfriend.
When Cheryl saw Donald's post, she finally found out that Donald was dating Jennifer and he had been in a car accident.
Worried about Donald's condition, Cheryl immediately called him to ask what had happened.
Donald reassured her, saying it was just a minor injury and nothing to worry about. He deliberately downplayed the situation to keep her from stressing out.
Cheryl huffed, "You big dummy. Congrats, I guess. At least now you can stop being so dramatic about love. And seriously, if you can't handle your liquor, stop drinking already."
Donald shot back, "I'll deal with you later. You're always so cheeky with me. I'm your big brother, you know."
Cheryl teased, "Oh, please. Now that you've got a girlfriend, I bet you won't care about your little sister anymore."
Donald quickly reassured her, "Don't be ridiculous. You're my sister, and she's my girl. I'll take care of both of you, no matter what."
Irene heard from Cathy that Donald and Jennifer were dating. She was livid and sneered sarcastically, "Let's wait and see. Donald's just having fun. Marriage? Not likely."
In Fernlandia, as Teresa scrolled through her phone, she stumbled upon Donald's post.
Teresa couldn't quite describe the emotions swirling inside her. Her older sister, who had once been so adamant about her leaving Nareigh with promises of happiness, had now chosen to stay behind.
Jennifer had already messaged Teresa, explaining that Donald had been in a car accident while trying to save her, coming dangerously close to losing his life. She decided to give him a chance.
Jennifer seemed to have found her happiness. Teresa's thoughts were a tangled mess, so she decided to take a walk to clear her head.
Fernlandia, with its tranquil atmosphere and sparse population, was home to Evelyn's charming countryside villa. The single-story house was modest in size, and its windows opened to a picturesque view of a small forest.
The expansive grasslands stretched out endlessly, with only a handful of people scattered about, lying on the grass and soaking up the sun. Teresa enjoyed moments like these, spending the past two days with Michael.
Michael struggled to adapt to the new environment. Surrounded by so many foreigners, he couldn't help but feel out of place, acutely aware of how different he looked.
Teresa knelt down and reassured him with a gentle smile. She took him out to explore, teaching him to greet strangers. Every moment she spent with him felt like a small step toward making up for the times her work had kept her away.
Michael stayed by Teresa's side throughout, his quiet presence filling her heart with a rare sense of contentment and peace.
Evelyn had been talking non-stop about starting a business. Teresa wondered what kind of business she wanted to start.
Evelyn wanted to dive into e-commerce. Back in the day, she made her first fortune online. She was part of the first wave of people who struck gold. Although it became harder to make money later, the early players had already cashed in.
At the time, she had just divorced Philip. Seeing others succeed, she decided to give it a shot. She seized the opportunity, leveraging her outgoing personality and striking looks. Eventually, she launched her own beauty brand and made a fortune.
The Evelyn who once turned heads with her beauty now stood at fifty, her glossy black hair streaked with silver, a silent reminder of the years gone by.
"E-commerce is cutthroat now. Why not focus on Isabel and take it easy? At the end of the year, Teresouth Group will distribute dividends, and I'll make sure you have enough to spend," Teresa said, her tone a mix of concern and practicality.
"No way!" Evelyn snapped, "I've worked my whole life, and you expect me to just sit around and do nothing now? No way! I'm not letting two scumbags ruin my life. I won't let anyone look down on me!"
"Come on, Evelyn. You're living abroad now. Who's even paying attention to this stuff anymore?" Teresa tried to reason with her.
"I'll go back to Nareigh sooner or later. What about you? You're not going back?" Evelyn asked, her tone sharp.
Teresa's gaze dropped to her still-flat stomach, a flicker of hesitation crossing her face. "I'm not going back anytime soon," she murmured, almost as if convincing herself.
"Are you planning to stay in Fernlandia for good?" Evelyn had just finished speaking when the sound of a child crying came from behind.
Teresa turned around to see Isabel bawling her eyes out, while Michael stood nearby, his little fists clenched tightly, his face full of stubbornness, and tears brimming in his eyes.
Evelyn quickly walked over, scooped up the tear-streaked Isabel, and began soothing her. Then, she shot a sharp look at Michael. "Mike, why did you make Isabel cry?"
"I didn't make her cry! She was the one who messed with my stuff first!" Michael protested, his voice full of frustration.
Feeling cornered, Michael turned his head and saw Teresa walking toward him. As if seeing his savior, he ran straight to her, throwing himself into her arms and looking up at her with a face full of grievance.
"Mommy, I didn't bully Isabel. She grabbed my notebook first, and she tore Mr. Lime's autograph!" Michael sobbed, his words tumbling out between hiccups.
Teresa's heart ached as she saw his tears. She crouched down, pulling him into a comforting hug. "Don't be scared, sweetheart. Mommy's here," she said softly, her voice full of reassurance.
Michael held out the notebook, now torn. He explained that he had left it on the table for just a moment, and in that brief time, Isabel had grabbed it to play with. The sharp sound of the page tearing still echoed in his mind.
Tears dripped from Michael's eyes onto the name written on the page. "Mommy, I really loved this notebook. I wanted to keep Mr. Lime's autograph forever," he said, his voice trembling with sorrow.
Teresa understood how much Michael cherished the notebook. It was his treasure. She gently wiped away his tears and said, "I'll make sure Isabel apologizes to you. I'll try to fix it with some glue. It might not be perfect, but we'll make it better."
Michael nodded, his small hand clutching Teresa's tightly, as if afraid to let go.
Holding Michael's hand, Teresa walked over to Isabel and Evelyn. She calmly explained what had happened, making it clear that Isabel had been the one to damage Michael's notebook.
"Isabel's just a kid, Mike. She didn't mean to do it. She just wanted to play with you. Can't you let it slide this once?" Evelyn said, her tone almost pleading.
Teresa's face darkened.