My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 115 Protect The Baby

time, call the lead obstetrician, okay?” Timothy couldn’t help but grit his teeth. When his woman got drugged, he asked for me to help. When his ex-girlfriend’s pregnancy became unstable, he asked for me again! Like, what the hell is going on? Did I incur bad karma with Armand’s family in my previous life? And now I’m paying for that in this lifetime? Timothy then remarked scathingly, “I’m not a brilliant doctor. If Ms. Marilyn happened to have a miscarriage, who would be held responsible then?” Armand merely frowned in response. “The car’s waiting for you by the door.” “All right, all right. I got it.” Timothy rolled his eyes at Armand, then swiftly left the bedroom. Timothy was exhausted after helping the Faulkner family. He swore to himself that the next time he went for a drink with Armand, he would claim some “hard work fees” from Armand. In the meantime, Armand strode over to the bedside. He pulled out a chair, then sat on it. “Do you want water?” he asked gently. Marilyn nodded. Armand picked up the flask from the bedside table and poured a cup of warm water. He then leaned forward to help Marilyn up and held the cup of water to Marilyn’s lips. The latter’s heart instantly turned fuzzy at the sight of Armand’s gentle and thoughtful gesture. She soon drank half a cup of water with Armand’s help. With one hand placed over the blanket, she caressed her tummy. “Thank goodness you arrived, Mando. Otherwise, this baby would be lost.” “I promise you that something like that would never happen again.” Armand pulled out a piece of tissue and dabbed away the water lingering on Marilyn’s lips. “You must protect the baby.” Armand gazed at Marilyn with his pair of deep, meaningful eyes. Yet, in them hid a trace of emotions indecipherable to Marilyn. Nonetheless, Armand’s faint expression and fragrant scent tempted Marilyn to climb into Armand’s embrace. She wanted to hug him tightly. At that instant, she regretted her choice of actions. She felt grateful, though, that Armand still loved her as usual. “Mando, wait for me.” Marilyn