Chapter 9

The doctor chuckled, assuming they were just an overly affectionate couple. "The baby has an equal chance of resembling either parent. There's no way to guarantee which way it'll go."

"Is there anything that might increase the odds?" Alistair pressed.

"Not really," the doctor shook his head, then seemed to remember something.' Eating fruits and drinking milk might help."

Satisfied with this answer, Alistair's tense expression finally relaxed. He immediately pulled out his phone and ordered everything the doctor had mentioned.

"I'll have the housekeeper prepare these for you every day," he told Vivian. "Make sure you eat them."

Vivian looked puzzled, not understanding why he was so obsessed with whether the baby would look like its mother or father. She pouted dramatically.

"Every single day? But Alistair, I can barely keep anything down as it is..."

smile remained fixed,"For

the door. Moments later, it swung open,

Elaine," Vivian smirked. "Must be hard seeing how Alistair takes care of

she'd just

truly was-Alistair wasn't caring for her out of

her face flushing. Behind her, Alistair emerged from the

froze momentarily before his expression hardened. He grabbed her arm and pulled her

a low voice. "Once she delivers

warning tone was nothing new, but Elaine no longer had the energy to defend

but he couldn't place what. "I thought you were

something," Elaine replied, starting to hold out the envelope. "This is our

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