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..."

fixed,"For

from the door. Moments later, it swung open, and she found herself

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

but after what she'd just overheard, Elaine couldn't help but let out a

didn't realize how pathetic her situation truly was-Alistair wasn't caring for her out of love but because

snapped, her face flushing.

Elaine, he froze momentarily before his expression hardened. He grabbed

again?" he demanded in a low voice. "Once she delivers the baby, I'll

nothing new, but Elaine no longer had the energy to

what. "I thought you were avoiding

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

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