From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 120

They say marrying into a wealthy family is like stepping into deep, unpredictable waters. Honestly, before Olivia Bennett arrived at the Carter estate, her nerves were all over the place.

But after just one day with the Carter family, things felt different.

She could feel how genuine everyone was—this wasn’t some fake politeness just because of Ethan Carter. The Carters truly treated her like one of their own, not an outsider.

That kind of warmth was something Olivia hadn’t felt in a long time.

She blinked away the sting in her eyes and smiled at Lily George, Ethan’s grandmother. “I’ll come visit you often, I promise.”

Lily patted her hand, beaming. “That’s wonderful, dear. Wonderful, wonderful.”

After saying their goodbyes, Olivia and Ethan climbed into the car and set off down the long driveway, the Carter estate shrinking in the rearview mirror.

As she watched those familiar figures fade from sight, Olivia let out a quiet sigh.

Ethan, catching the look on her face, glanced over. His voice was low and reassuring, “If you liked being there, we can always go back in a few days.”

Olivia grinned. “Yeah, that’d be great. As long as you’re free, let’s go.”

She really did like the Carters.

Those two days at the Carter estate had been the most relaxing ones she’d had in ages. And besides, she knew that time with family—especially with the older folks—was precious and fleeting.

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Time flew by, and before she knew it, it was the day of her prenatal appointment.

After a hearty breakfast—pancakes, bacon, and orange juice—Ethan drove Olivia straight to the hospital.

Thanks to Ethan’s connections, they barely had to wait before her checkup results came in.

Eight weeks along. Baby was healthy.

Olivia looked at the ultrasound printout, her heart full. Last time she’d been in this room, staring at a similar piece of paper, she’d been overwhelmed with doubt and anxiety.

But this time, all she felt was joy.

Thank God she’d decided to keep the baby.

She smiled, her lips curving up as she handed the printout to Ethan. “Wanna see your kid?”

The man’s eyes widened, like he’d just misheard.

He blinked, then double-checked, “Your wife?”

Ethan nodded.

Well, that did it.

The man looked genuinely stunned for a second, then frowned, “You serious?”

Ethan’s eyes darkened a little—a silent warning not to push it.

The man quickly straightened up, offering Olivia a friendly nod. “Nice to meet you, Olivia. I’m Carlson Baker—Ethan and I grew up together. Call me Carlson, just like he does.”

Olivia smiled, polite. “Nice to meet you.”

Figuring the two old friends would want to catch up, she excused herself and headed for the restroom.

She rounded the corner—only to spot a familiar face ahead.