CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1888

The director was overjoyed. "This is all thanks to you, Miss Norman!"

Karina waved it off humbly, taking a sip of water just as the aroma of lunch wafted in from outside. It was the children's mealtime, and she had smelled it before many times.

But this time, the scent made her stomach churn violently. Suddenly, she bolted toward the trash can, dry heaving a few times.

The director rushed to her side, alarmed. "Miss Norman, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?" Karina started to respond but froze mid-thought. Her mind wandered to her menstrual cycle-wasn't it late this month?

As the idea crossed her mind, she instinctively placed a hand on her lower abdomen.

Her period was always punctual, rarely delayed unless something unusual was happening. But this time... "Miss Norman, if you're really not feeling well, maybe you should go to the hospital for a check-up," the director said, snapping Karina out of her thoughts.

She shook her head, assuring the director that she was fine.

However, the moment lingered in her mind. Unable to act as if nothing had happened, she bid the director farewell shortly afterward and left the orphanage.

*

Back at the hospital, Karina decided to check for herself. Without telling Wilfred, she headed to the gynecology department for an examination.

Coincidentally, the doctor on duty was someone she knew.

the doctor couldn't suppress

like a tidal wave, leaving her momentarily

as her lashes fluttered. "Really? Am I

and Wilfred hadn't taken any precautions. Given their age and her desire to start a family

it to happen so

*

step was figuring

to surprise

a text from Karina: "I'm not feeling well,

reassigned the

stunned. "Dr, Wilfred, you're not doing

not too complicated. I'm taking the

fred explained as he

removed his white coat.

muttered under his breath

Wilfred practically rushed out of the hospital, hurrying

*

he arrived, he found

flowers and a cake. Seeing him, she calmly untied her apron, wiped

stood there, unmoving, his gaze