Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 567

Chapter 567

The bandage was soaked through, and not just with a bit of water. It was drenched.

Such a serious injury, and still so careless!

The nurse, her face set in a stern expression, intended to give a serious admonition, but upon seeing Mark's charming smile, she couldn't help but let out a resigned chuckle. "Mr. Lucas, you really need to take better care of this wound. You absolutely must avoid getting it wet again. An infection could complicate matters."

"Thanks, I'll remember that," Mark said, smiling. Then, as if something suddenly came to him, he casually asked, "Oh, and when I was walking past the second floor, I saw a bunch of security guards by the maternity ward. What's up with that?"

He had caught a glimpse of Jane Webster and was considering approaching her, but Gregory's men had blocked his way.

"Nothing much," the nurse replied, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Rumor has it that Mr. Ford brought his fiancée for a check-up. He really treasures her, so those guards are likely there to deter any unwelcome attention. That girl is truly blessed."

Hearing this, a shadow passed over Mark's eyes.

-A check-up.

Coupled with the conversation he overheard between Jane and Christine the day before, he couldn't help but speculate.

Noticing Mark's silence, the nurse continued to dress his wound, asking, "Something on your mind?"

"Oh, no, just thinking Mr. Ford is as devoted as the rumors say," Mark deflected, quickly changing the subject. Once his wound was taken care of, he strode to the end of the hallway and made a call.

After the doctor finished speaking, there was a long silence.

I exchanged glances, holding the test

moments, my heart racing, I managed to ask, "So... does this mean we're

edge of the

first mentioned the possibility of being pregnant, but now that it was confirmed,

like this, and found it amusing,

his usually expressive

to

shook his head,

my excitement, I stood up. "I should go home to Ramona. Do you need a

immediately stood

wouldn't let me go anywhere alone at

Lucius drove us back.

the soon-to-be dad was still adjusting

bathroom, a

smashed through a

its screen shattered, reflecting the rage in

pulled into the Elmwood Villas parking

parked, I hurried out, only to be

"What's up?"

gestured toward my belly, and as I looked down,

you're a mom

quite adjusted to the idea, more worried

Yet, seeing his overprot

couldn't help but laugh.

but laugh.