Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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436 Informed Choices (Winona)

I sit in the starkly white exam room, tapping my fingers on the cold metal armrest of the chair. The anxiety radiates through my body as I wait for the doctor to return with my medical history files.

Klara assured me he was one of the best general doctors in Brussels, known for his discretion and thoroughness.

The door swings open, and Dr. Fischer, a tall man in his early fifties with wire-rimmed glasses, strides in. His accent is distinctly Germanic, every word precise and measured. He offers a smile, but there's something reassuringly serious about his demeanor. "Ah, Frau Brennan," he says, settling into the chair across from me and clicking open a folder. "I have reviewed your medical history and current concerns. How are you feeling today?"

I shift uncomfortably. "Physically, I've been okay. A little queasy this morning, but nothing alarming. Mentally... well, there's a lot riding on this pregnancy."

He pods, his brow furrowing slightly as he reads through my file. "Yes, I can see you have had significant reproductive health issues in the past. Advanced endometriosis, PCOS... and you delivered your daughter Abby early by cesarean, correct?" "Yes, only a little early," I confirm, swallowing the lump in my throat. "Abby was a miracle baby, and the doctors always said I was unlikely to conceive again, let alone carry to term."

• Dr. Fischer sets down the folder and adjusts his glasses. "Pregnancy after such a diagnosis is indeed rare but not impossible, as you know. You are approximately twelve weeks along, yes?" I nod. "According to a blood test, yes."

"This puts you at a slightly safer point in the first trimester, where the risk of early miscarriage begins to decrease. However..." He pauses, looking me squarely in the eyes. "Given your history, you still carry a higher risk throughout."

I nod slowly, trying to absorb the information without letting my emotions spiral. "What about flying back to the States?" I ask. "That's the main thing I need to figure out. Is it safe?"

stage of

that isn't?" I say quietly and he looks at me

risk. However," he adds, holding up a finger, "it is not my place to tell you what to do. The decision must be yours, and one you are comfortable

gathering my thoughts. "So, it's ultimately up to me. But what do you suggest? In

sighs, folding his hands. "I suggest taking every precaution. Get all the details you can on

feel more in control then which

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is necessary before you even consider flying. We must ensure everything looks stable. The baby has no

What if there

and any potential complications. But ultimately, Frau Brennan, it's about what you can live with. If you choose to fly and

this baby... it's almost too much to bear. "I understand," I say quietly, my voice thick with emotion. "But not flying doesn't give me any guarantees either." "No. This is out of our hands mostly. But to be this far

for a moment, his expression softening "I can

mean, not that soon

an eyebrow.

with the her of my shirt. "I've... been want to do it with the baby's father. Also, hearing the baby's heartbeat, seeing the ultrasound... it'll make everything feel real. Real and... more heartbreaking, if I lose the baby" He nods thoughtfully. "Ah, yes. The emotional