Chapter 1296 Something's Wrong With Erica

Gifford couldn't help wondering, 'Did Chantel take all the responsibilities in front of my parents alone?' So, he asked, "What did Chantel tell you?"

Blair was about to answer, but Wesley stopped her. He was the one who spoke. "She didn't say much about it. She said it was her fault, and she just forced you to do it. According to her, you were also a victim."

Gifford's face darkened, but it was indeed the truth. Then he said, "If it weren't for that bottle of toxic spray, she couldn't have taken advantage of me."

Wesley was surprised to hear him mention the toxic spray. He thought of something, so he tried to probe, "Was it Erica who gave the spray to Chantel?" Anyway, Erica and Chantel were unable to deal with Gifford in normal circumstances.

Even a dozen women like Chantel and Erica would never be able to control a man like Gifford.

"Mm," Gifford answered sourly.

His reputation was ruined by that toxic spray, so he tried his best to find its source. Unfortunately, he failed.

"Well, let's not talk about those complicated things. The reason why we asked you to come back this time is for you to marry Chantel. Take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your marriage licenses. We have already prepared your residence booklet," said Blair while taking out the residence booklet.

Gifford was forced to take it and asked, "Mom, how can I get our marriage licenses that easily? It's not that simple. I haven't even applied to my superior yet."

She patted his shoulder and smiled kindly. "Don't worry. Your father has already done it for you."

He was in awe. Disbelief was transparent on his face. "Where is the application form then?" he asked.

"Your father has already asked someone to send it to the Civil Affairs Bureau. All you have to do now is go there with Chantel for a personal appearance." Actually, Wesley was dubious about Gifford's possible decision, so he prepared everything for him in advance.

Looking at the residence booklet in his hand, Gifford was at a loss. He didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. It was obvious that his parents were determined to force him if necessary. "Do I have a choice?" he asked.

"No, you don't. So, go now. Chantel is already waiting for you." Blair was the most excited at the moment. Finally, her son was getting married, and her future daughter-in-law was now pregnant. A grandchild was coming very soon. Two happy events happened at the same time.

On the other hand, Gifford was speechless as he was in deep thoughts.

'Is this for real? Am I really going to

spend money like water. What if you run out of money one day? And remember, Matthew is working hard to earn the money he is giving you. He doesn't just pick money on the street, so don't ask for money from him all the time."

"Mom, I didn't ask for money. He just gave it to me willingly," she replied innocently.

Then all of a sudden, she complained, "Mom... my stomach is aching."

Her face turned as white as a sheet.

At first, Blair thought that she was just kidding. But when she saw her pale face, she got frightened and quickly stood up from the sofa to support her. She asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? You were fine just now."

"I don't know either," Erica replied weakly. With a painful look on her face, she pressed her belly hard and asked, "Do you think it has something to do with my monthly period?"

But it was strange. For so many years, she had never felt this painful before every time her monthly period came.

With a confused look, Blair asked, "Does this usually happen when your monthly period is coming? Let's try to sit down again."

"I can't sit, Mom. It really hurts a lot." Erica leaned against Blair's chest feebly.

Blair's instinct was telling her that something was wrong with Erica. Obviously, it wasn't just a simple dysmenorrhea. She immediately called Wesley, who was resting upstairs. "Wesley, come here quick! Something's wrong with Rika!"

Wesley hung up the phone and rushed downstairs when he heard her voice. As soon as he saw Erica's pale face, he asked worriedly, "Rika, what's wrong?"

But Erica was already too weak to speak.

"Let's take her to the hospital now!" Blair anxiously said, tears threatening to roll out of her eyes.