Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 528

Yolanda finished applying the cream, her face still etched with worry. “Mom, if Dad has another family, will it affect our position in his heart? My health has always been poor. If he has other children, will he abandon me?”

Mrs. Walker heard her and patted her shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t you worry about a thing. Your father will never abandon you. And it’s impossible for him to have other children.”

“What?” Yolanda was confused and a little incredulous.

Mrs. Walker took Yolanda’s hand and scoffed. “Your father has a medical condition. You were a miracle for us. He can't have any more children. That bitch April can forget about trying to climb the ladder!”

Mr. and Mrs. Walker had been married for years without children. A visit to the hospital revealed that Mr. Walker had a low sperm count, making conception difficult.

Mrs. Walker went through years of struggle, including five rounds of IVF and months of bed rest during pregnancy, just to have Yolanda.

Otherwise, a child born with health defects, and a girl at that, would have been cast aside long ago if Mr. Walker had other options.

“So, just relax and enjoy being the one and only heiress of the Walker family,” Mrs. Walker added.

“Okay,” Yolanda nodded, then said, “Mom, you’re in a bad mood today. I’ll stay and keep you company.”

“Don’t you have a date with Eden?” Mrs. Walker asked.

“I don’t want to go,” Yolanda said with a frown.

“You don’t like Eden, do you?” Mrs. Walker asked with a sigh.

“Does it matter if I like him? I still have to marry him, don’t I?” Yolanda’s frown deepened.

“Alright, stop being childish. Once Eden inherits the Thompson family fortune, you will be the lady of the house. A life of luxury and endless wealth awaits. Your father and I would never do anything to harm you.”

Mrs. Walker held her hand, speaking in a earnest tone.

“Oh,” Yolanda replied, her voice lacking any enthusiasm.

He stood at the doorway, watching Yvonne take her suitcase into the elevator.

Just as the doors closed, she waved and smiled at him.

The elevator descended smoothly, quickly reaching the ground floor.

Yvonne wheeled her suitcase out of the apartment building and followed the stone path toward the exit.

The production van couldn't enter Cherry Bay, so it had to wait at the main gate.

As Yvonne walked out of the complex, a cameraman began filming her approach.

“Good morning, Ms. Jones,” a staff member from the show greeted her.

“Good morning.” Yvonne handed her suitcase to the crew member, then opened the car door and climbed in.