Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1182

Justin woke up on the couch after two hours of sleep. He opened his eyes and saw Rosalie playing with Steve on the bed. When she saw him awake, Rosalie smiled and looked at him. "Justin, you're awake. I thought you'd sleep a bit longer." "That's enough," Justin said as he went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Afterward, he picked up Steve from Rosalie's side. "Rose, would you like to go for a walk? It must be stifling in the ward."

"Justin, how about having the doctor assess my mental state?"

Hearing this, Justin seemed a bit puzzled. "Are you willing?"

Rosalie nodded. "Yes. I was a bit resistant before, but after thinking it through, I've changed my mind."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I think if there's something wrong, it should be addressed. After all, I still have Steve to take care of. I can't just push through it."

Seeing how serious Rosalie was, Justin knew she had truly thought it through. "Alright, I'll go find the doctor."

About half an hour later, a psychiatrist walked into the room. The doctor needed to speak to Rosalie alone, so Justin took Steve out for a walk. Around 40 minutes later, Rosalie called Justin, and he returned. The doctor had already left, and only Rosalie was in the room.

"Rosalie, are you okay?"

Rosalie nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry."

"What did the doctor say?"

her gaze, clutching the

tell me, that's okay. This is your privacy, and you don't have to share if you

to tell him, he wouldn't press further. He didn't want to make her

tell you." Since it was Justin, she had no reason to hold back. "The initial diagnosis is anxiety and panic disorder. The high temperature and lack of ventilation in the bathroom led to the fainting

gently took her hand, which was still clutching the bedsheet. "I'll stay with

get through this. After

alone. If you're feeling

shimmered with unshed

suddenly called out his

responded, "I'm

you going to say? You mentioned

know the answer, even though she had already guessed

gaze was gentle and

still resting on Rosalie's hand, his thumb lightly tracing

can guess, but I'm not sure if I'm

had guessed. It seemed they shared a

sensation on the back of

face. "Maybe I won't say it. I

felt, they

I can't give you anything right

"I understand," Justin gently