My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Johanna sat on the toilet seat for a long time, stunned. It was not until she heard her colleagues talking outside that she snapped back to her senses. Thinking that there could be a possibility of a faulty test, she thought she should still double-check the result at the hospital. Wait. Timothy works at the General Hospital. I don’t want to risk running into him. At about eleven, Johanna took a cab to the private hospital Jermaine had talked about. After she arrived, she met Jermaine at the outpatient appointment counter. He had no idea what happened to Johanna, but he still helped put her through to a gynecologist who was not from the General Hospital as she requested. It so happened that he was there to send something for her sister at the hospital, so he went to look for Johanna after that. “You know the doctors at the General Hospital are better, right?” he asked as they were going up the elevator. “Besides, I’m sure Timothy can help you get a good one too, so why not you go over?”

 

 

“I’m not going because of him. I don’t want to see him,” Johanna said shortly, pursing her lips. Jermaine did not ask any further. After he led her to the gynecologist, he left. As for Johanna, she told the doctor about her test result, and the doctor asked her to do another test downstairs. This time, the two lines on the test paper were obvious. “It’s positive,” the doctor declared. “Take an ultrasound upstairs if you’re not busy today.” Johanna was still in shock even after she came out of the room. How can this be? We were careful. I’m a mess myself. How am I supposed to take care of a child? She leaned against the wall, trying to come to terms with the news. When she finally accepted reality, she went back to the doctor’s office and asked to do an ultrasound. The doctor wrote her a slip, and she went up. When she arrived at the ultrasound room, Johanna saw Jermaine talking to a female doctor along the corridor. Jermaine instantly understood what was going on the moment he spotted the ultrasound slip. “This is my friend, Janet,” he said to the doctor beside him before turning to Johanna. “This is my sister.” Johanna stared at him in disbelief. Thereafter, she went into the ultrasound room with Janet. It was after ten minutes that Jermaine saw Johanna again.

 

 

 

They went downstairs together toward the exit. “I can send you to the General Hospital. I drove here,” he said. “I’m fine,” Johanna answered, shaking her head. She tore the report and threw it into the bin. Jermaine was startled by the sight. “Do you not want the child?” Unlike her usual self, Johanna looked downcast and spiritless. “My parents divorced when I saw still young, and now Timothy and I are divorced too. I don’t think I should bring this child into a broken family.” Johanna had never wanted a child herself, yet she still got pregnant. She inhaled deeply and smiled at Jermaine. “Anyway, thank you, Dr. Sitler. We should pretend that we never met.” Jermaine was silent for a while. “All right,” he said with a nod in the end. When Jermaine got his car from the outdoor parking lot and was about to leave the hospital, he saw Johanna standing at the roadside, seemingly waiting for a cab. Suddenly, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up beside her, and she took a look at the person sitting in the back seat before going in. Jermaine thought the car plate number looked familiar.

 

 

 

Is that Timothy’s car? He remembered that was the car that picked Timothy up at the General Hospital before he started driving himself. I thought he was still at the hospital when I came here in the morning. Jermaine was puzzled, but he brushed the thought aside and drove back to the General Hospital after the Mercedes-Benz disappeared out of his sight. When he arrived at his office, Timothy was already waiting for him inside. Timothy’s face darkened the moment he saw Jermaine. Timothy got up and pushed the latter against the wall. “Since when did you guys get together?”