After Divorcing my Captain Husband

Chapter 370 I Got Pregnant

She frowned and sighed.

Michael immediately asked, "Did you get hurt?"

Chloe was breaking out in a cold sweat on her forehead, but she had to force herself to lie and say, "No, I might have loose bowels. Let's go back."

Michael pursed his lips and carried her up across his arms the next second.

"As for what happened today, I hope that the Opal Group will give my wife an explanation as soon as possible."

Saying that, Michael carried Chloe and left without looking back.

Lucy leaned into Owen's arms and kept staring at Michael's back, her eyes full of reluctance.

James leaned aside and watched, smiling sarcastically.

Michael told Tom in the car, "Let's go to the hospital."

Chloe just leaned back in the backseat and said immediately in shock, "I don't want to go to the hospital."

Michael frowned. "You'd be better get checked out at the hospital."

Chloe propped herself up and sat up. "I told you I'm not going. I know well enough about my own body, and I don't feel sick anymore." Chloe thought it might be from the contractions a moment ago, and now she did feel better.

"Do you have to be so stubborn?"

Michael felt helpless.

"Anyway, you don't care, do you? What am I going to the hospital for? I'd be wasting your time. How about we go back to the Lotus Manor?" Seeing Chloe say such things again, Michael could only sigh helplessly.

Eventually, they returned to the Lotus Manor.

she got back, and she

next day, Chloe was woken up

the dietician Mr. Shawn

eyes in a daze and sat up from

the dietitian say she would be here the day before yesterday? Why was she two days

"Where's Michael?"

after she exited

Shawn left for work

came downstairs and saw that the dietitian who had come to apply for the job was

I am the dietitian

a woman

white shirt and light jeans, with a ponytail and

looked like an extremely well-educated lady from a foreign

took her dietitian credentials and various certificates out of her

Shawn,

pretty nice at

have too much

Rosie looked

you for the

bow. "That's what I should do,

Shawn, do you and Mr. Shawn have any dietary restrictions? I'll pay more

all of this, and she's well

she immediately

respectful address

was so polite to

on, and you

"Mrs. Shawn, it's part of my

her lips, thinking, "Let her do whatever she

to stay at the villa or