Taylor glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It's already nine o'clock at night. Usually, Harry would come home before seven. Even if he has coming home late, he would definitely notify and let Taylor know. But not this time.

Taylor could suddenly hear the faint roar of an engine outside. Taylor immediately got up and walked towards the door. Taylor was one hundred percent sure that it must be Harry. Taylor opened the door and sure enough, Harry's tired face caught Taylor's eye. Harry smiled slightly at Taylor before stepping closer and kissing Taylor's forehead briefly.

"My phone ran out of battery. I'm sorry I didn't contact you and told you I was coming home late." Harry said. Taylor nodded her head as she understood his situation.

Harry put his arm around Taylor's shoulders and led his wife back into the house. Taylor thought hard on how she was going to tell Harry about what had happened to Gemma. Harry will definitely be angry. He would probably be disappointed. But Taylor didn't want to keep any secrets from Harry.

Taylor stopped when both of them arrived in the living room. Harry stopped in his tracks and looked at Taylor confusedly.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked when he noticed that his wife has something to say. Taylor bit her lower lip nervously.

"Harry. . . it's about. . . about. . . Gemma."

Harry's calmed his expression and He squinted and smiled sarcastically. "Did she come here or is she still here?" Harry asked, his tone starting to rise. His gaze circulated, before stopping at the guest room door. There was a faint light coming from the room, when their guest room was usually dark.

"I'll talk to him." Harry said firmly and was about to walk up the stairs to the room but, Taylor quickly held his arm.

"Harry, please, don't be rude to her. You don't know how severe the problem she's facing. Let her rest first. Talk about this tomorrow." Taylor begged.

Harry widened his eyes. "What the hell, Tay? I'm mad at her! I can't believe how much big of a sister she is, and I've always been so proud of her, and now she had done such a cheap thing! She brought disgrace to the Styles Family!"

"What are you saying? If Gemma brings disgrace to the Styles family, then what's the difference with you?! Don't you remember who you were? Don't you remember what you often did in the past?"

Harry gasped at his wife's words. Harry looked at Taylor in disbelief. "Taylor. . . I thought we ended it and started to focus on our future. What do you mean by discussing my past? Isn't it clear that I've changed and I won't return to my past?" Taylor closed her eyes briefly, trying to calm herself down.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up your past, just this time, please, don't disturb Gemma. We'll investigate everything later. Let her rest."

"If Mom and Grandma finds out, they would be furious." Harry's voice weakened. Taylor nodded before putting her arm around Harry's. Taylor rested her head on Harry's shoulder.

"Give Gemma time to explain everything. I'm sure there must be a mistake."

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"Taylor?"

Taylor's eyelids slowly started to flutter open. The first thing she saw was Harry's worried face staring at her. Harry moved quickly to turn on the lights of the room so he could see his wife clearly.

It has been two weeks since Gemma came to Taylor and explained the problem. Gemma has been here for two weeks. Since then, Harry always closed his ears when Taylor asked him to act normal around Gemma. But Harry still can't. He was still disappointed in his sister.

Harry returned to bed and helped Taylor sit on the bed.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asked, finding Taylor staring at him blankly. Taylor closed her eyes briefly before staring at Harry and shaking her head.

"What's wrong with me?" Taylor asked confusedly.

"Your body temperature was very high when I touched you earlier. You also have cold sweat and your face is pale. Are you okay? Do you want me to call a doctor?" Harry asked worriedly. Taylor shook her head before lying back and approaching Harry. Taylor leaned her head against Harry's bare chest.

"You're the warm one, Harry." Taylor said weakly. Harry placed his arms around Taylor's back.

"Are you cold?" Harry asked softly. Taylor nodded her head.

"But now, I'm feeling a little better." Taylor answered. Harry's anxiety grew even more as he felt Taylor's body becoming increasingly hot. Harry let go of his arms and made Taylor who was originally trying to sleep, open her eyes again. Harry pulls up the blanket to cover Taylor's body temporarily, he climbs out of bed.

"Wait a minute, okay? I'll ask Gemma to accompany you while I pick up doctor Katryn."  Harry said.

Without waiting for Taylor's approval, Harry immediately walked out of the room, and walked towards the room beside their bedroom. Harry took a breath and knocked slowly on the guest room door. On the first knock, there was no answer. On the second  knock, there was still no answer. In the third knock, the sound of door creaking open was heard. The door to the guest room door is open. Gemma looked at Harry with a look of surprise and fear in her eyes. Harry shook his head, trying to make his emotions disappear.

"Gem, please take care of Taylor for a while. I'll pick up doctor Katryn." Harry begged as Gemma raised a brow.

"What's wrong with Taylor?" Gemma asked, feeling calmer.

"Taylor is sick." Gemma was surprised when she heard Harry said that. Gemma immediately rushed out of the room and headed for Harry and Taylor's bedroom.

Harry strides down the stairs and reaches for the jacket on the sofa. Harry wears the jacket before rushing to leave the house, picking up his personal doctor.

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Harry looked at Taylor, who was lying weakly anxious. Dr. Katryn just finished examining Taylor. The thirty-year-old doctor rose to her feet and looked at Harry with a smile on her lips.

"She's fine. Take it easy." Doctor Katryn said.

"But her body temperature is very high. She also has cold sweat. How can you tell if she's okay?" asked Harry, not believing what Doctor Katryn said. Dr. Katryn nodded.

"Really, she's fine. A little rest will make her better." Dr. Katryn walked to the table where her doctor's bag was. She stuffed her medical equipment into a bag before zipping it tightly.

"I'll make give her a medical prescription." Doctor Katryn said, reaching for a small pad and pen from the pocket of her white coat. Harry turned to sit on the side of the bed. Gemma sat on the other side of the bed. Both of them looked at Taylor worriedly.

"I've never seen Taylor this sick before. She always looks fine." Harry said as he stroked Taylor's head. Gemma lowered her head. To be honest, this is also the first time Gemma saw Taylor like this.

Without taking his eyes off of Taylor, Harry said, "While doctor Katryn is here, you should also be examined, Gem. So that everything would be clear." Gemma widened her eyes at the words of her brother's words. His tone sounds very cold and Gemma understands, Harry must be very disappointed in her.

Gemma nodded before walking over to Doctor Katryn who was still writing her prescription for Taylor. Gemma whispered something to Dr. Katryn. and Dr. Katryn nodded and both of them stepped out of Harry and Taylor's room.

Shortly after Gemma and doctor Katryn left the room, Taylor's eyelids fluttered opened. Harry smiled thinly. He never left his hand on Taylor's head.

"Har..ry?"

"Don't move or talk too much. Looks like you really need to rest." Harry ordered softly. Taylor just kept quiet. Her face was very pale, which wasn't as usual. Harry moved and sat next to Taylor. Harry pulled Taylor closer to him.

"What do you feel?" Harry asked softly.

"My head. . ."

Before Taylor could continue, the door to their bedroom opened again. Gemma and doctor Katryn entered the room. Gemma just lowered her head and seemed not to want to look at anyone in the room, while doctor Katryn put on a big smile.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to see two new members of the Styles family in a few months' time." Harry and Taylor made eye contact at the words of Dr. Katryn.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, not understanding what she said.

"Harry, congratulations! You'll be expecting a niece and a child of your own in the near future because your sister and wife are both pregnant for three weeks."

Harry didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed at the sudden news.