Chapter 467 Carl, I'm Pregnant

I wasn't sure if it was everything that had happened recently or if I hadn't been resting enough, but just now, everything went black, and I briefly lost consciousness. This had never happened before; it was the first time.

Thankfully, someone caught me in time. A strong hand gripped my wrist, keeping me from falling.

A soft male voice came from beside me. "Are you okay?"

I waited for a moment, and when the black fog dissipated, my mind cleared and I slowly looked up at him.

The man who had caught me had a gentle expression and a handsome face.

He was wearing a white shirt and black pants.

He exuded a gentle warmth, like a spring breeze.

He was so pure, almost like crystal.

That was my first impression.

"Thank you." I pulled my hand back and took a step back to keep my distance from him.

"Your complexion doesn't look good. Would you like me to take you to the hospital? It's dangerous for a girl to faint on the side of the road."

I politely declined. "I appreciate the offer, but it's not necessary. My family will take me there."

Noticing my wariness, the man chuckled. "Don't misunderstand, I'm not a bad person. I'm a doctor, and I came to your school today to give a lecture."

A group approached from a distance, and the principal hurried over. "Dr. Donovan, thank you for your help today."

He seemed surprised when he saw me, likely because Carter had donated a building in advance, and the principal treated me like he'd just seen a god of wealth. "Zoey, you're here, too."

"Hello, sir."

"Zoey, you know Dr. Donovan?"

I shook my head. "I almost fainted, and Dr. Donovan caught me."

I didn't expect him to be a doctor.

His fingers were long and slender, his wrists defined, and he wore a string of black prayer beads around his wrist.

an aura of calm and detachment, making it hard to connect him with the image of a doctor who saves lives. His demeanor felt more like that of an artist or a

from the assistant and pulled out his

Luther Donovan, Orthopedics.

even more unbelievable

was hard to picture such a refined man as an orthopedic

into my head: Big hammer,

again, "I'm heading back to the hospital anyway. Let me

highly accomplished, versatile doctor with

almost feel like I

I'll have to trouble you, Dr. Donovan." I masked the coldness in my eyes, wanting to see

problem, it's

a Cayenne, with his

"Dr. Donovan, are you always

sent a message to Damian, telling him not to alert anyone and to follow at a safe

helping an elderly person who falls requires a

couldn't believe there was such

who looked to be in his late twenties, absentmindedly playedz with the prayer beads in his hand and casually replied,

others, but I

a pregnant woman."

the orthopedic surgeon's metaphorical hammer had struck me. Staring at him in disbelief, I asked,

and replied, "You

This had to be a

a while since I took that pill back in the small town, and Carter and I

I wouldn't get pregnant, while I wanted a child, so I'd

was something I had long hoped for, but I never expected it

Donovan, are

I helped you up earlier, I checked your pulse. You're

me an accurate timeline. I stared at him in surprise. "Aren't you an

some

was worried

girl, might mistake this as low blood sugar. Early pregnancy is a critical time, and a miscarriage

if you're

didn't want to tell you the truth in public, so I suggested taking

made me feel embarrassed. He had good intentions, thinking of everything for me, while I had

I understand. It's a good thing to be cautious, especially

what truly shocked me was the news about the baby. I was

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