Married to the father of my child
"Lady Helena!" Anne exclaimed agitated, entering the lady's bedroom.
"What happened?" She questioned, furrowing her brow.
Anne took a deep breath.
"Mr. Gerald is at home with a woman, and she has a baby... She looks just like him," she said.
"What thing?" Helena inquired, narrowing her eyes in disbelief, "help me get into the wheelchair and take me, I want to meet that child," she begged.
Anne immediately obeyed her boss's orders, helped her up onto the chair, combed her long black hair, and led her out of the room.