GoodReadChapter 55 His eyes were dark. "Can't it be for sother reason?" "Such as?" I didn't deny the fact that I was testing him.
He pursed his lips. "I just want you to be healthy." "Sounds just like a birthday wish for elders at home." A thought crossed my mind and I smiled instantly. "Save that for next month at Grandpa's birthday banquet." Wishing for my health.
Wishing for a hundred years of harmony with Jessica? When the nurse cto dra? 1. up.
blood, as she disinfected my arm, I instinctively recoiled, my body tensing I had been afraid of needles since I was little.
When I had fallen ill as a child, Dad would hold me, Mom would hold my other hand, comfortingduring injections or blood tests.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere would even be rewards.
In the years since then, my health has been decent. I could handle common colds, and even with severe ones, I could just make do with snormal medicine. I rarely needed to draw blood.
But I was still afraid of needles.
However, I had already grown up. I was scared, but I no longer had my parents.
"Don't be afraid," C Suddenly, a warm, dry hand tightly enveloped my other hand, the thumb gently rubbing the back of my hand as he comforted me. "I'm here with you." "You're here with me, but it'swho will feel the pain." "Then you can pinchwhen it hurts, and I'll bear the pain with you," he said.
I lowered my head, looking at the man who used to always tower above me, now half-crouched beside me. My heart seemed to fill up with something, mixed with a touch of sadness, and I couldn't help muttering, "But you can't always be with me." My voice was so low that he couldn't hear what I said. What did you say?" "Nothing." I shook my head.
Swords, even if spoken, would only embarrass me. They would be better kept buried in my heart.
After the blood draw, I went to the ultrasound room arranged by the director.
Ryan waited outside.
The doctor applied a coupling agent, wipingwith tissues after each section. +15 BONUS My heart was pounding faster than ever.
I had expected Ryan to find out about my pregnancy sooner or later, but not this soon.
Perhaps the director had told the doctor about my identity. As she looked at my abdomen, she smiled and said, "Mrs. Frost, you're pregnant. Did you know?" "I... knew." I pursed my lips. "How's the baby developing?" "The fetus is developing very well. It's nine weeks. Look, you can already see the little hands and feet." "Really..." She turned the screen towards me, and I saw the tiny life inside me. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Happy, excited, yet saddened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mrs. Frost, are you... alright? This is good news, why are you crying?" "Because..." I wiped my tears. "I'm about to get a divorce. I can't give the baby a complete family." With a trace of hope, I pleaded, "Doctor, can you please not write the pregnancy on the examination report?"
"Don't want Mr. Frost to know? Mrs.
Frost, Mr. Frost will surely be happy to know that you're pregnantom e Perhaps he'll change his mind? You're still young, unaware of how important a complete family is to a child. In your current situation, instead of getting a divorce, why not try to salvage this marriage?" The doctor, nearing fifty, seemed to be a specialist arranged by the director, speaking with great earnestness.
I forced a bitter smile on my face. "Even if his heart isn't with me?"
"Alas, once you beca mother, you can't just think for yourself m Think about it, which child anymore doesn't want a father? They're easily bullied at school without one." Listening to this, bitterness overwhelmed me.
Seeing that I had becsilent, the doctor sighed. "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this. V need to truthfully document every examination report." As I got up from the examination bed, the ultrasound report was already handed to me.
Every step toward the door felt unusually difficult.
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