My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1255

Chapter 1255 Devastated

Johanna could not stop the tears from streaming down her cheeks. She gnawed at her lip to keep herself from crying, saying, “I thought of you and Asel every day when I was away. You don't know how many times I wished I could come back, but what about you?” She raised her voice. “Yes, some other man slept with me! I'm filthy and disgusting! Are you happy now?”

Timothy's heart nearly shattered at the sight of her crying. He reached out to wipe her tears away as he said softly, “That's not what I mean. It's just... It would be best if we don't keep the baby.”

He was hardly a saint during his younger days, and he did not mind the fact that Johanna had slept with someone else.

However, he loved her so much that he could not tolerate the thought of her being pregnant with someone else's child.

He didn't think he could stand the idea of seeing this child growing up to look like somebody else.

With that in mind, Timothy pointed out gently, “I think we're plenty happy with just Asel.”

Johanna was incredulous as she swatted his hand away. Having heard his words and sensed his distrust toward her, she was devastated.

She had gone to unimaginable lengths to come back here, only to be met with such cruel disappointment.

Forcing back her tears, Johanna felt her way up the stairs and found her personal documents, then called out to Loraine, “You're coming with me, Loraine!”

Johanna was visually impaired. She could easily make her way around the house, but she needed a guide whenever she ventured outside.


Timothy wanted to say something, and he knew he probably should stop her from leaving, but he found he could not bring himself to do either of these. In the end, he mutely handed Loraine a bank card.

Just like that, Johanna left the house with Loraine in tow without so much as a backward glance.

It was not until she got into the car that she started bawling. Loraine's heart lurched, and she teared up as well when she saw how devastated Johanna was.


Johanna's emotional outburst affected the baby. She was in so much pain that all the blood drained from her face.

At once, Loraine urged the driver to take them to the hospital.

The doctor examined Johanna and swiftly administered an injection on her lower abdomen, then informed grimly, “Generally speaking, the baby's condition would have stabilized around the twentieth-week mark, but your unstable emotions could still negatively impact fetal development and lead to miscarriage. You'll have to take stress management seriously from now on.”

Johanna's face was blank as she asked the doctor, “How many weeks did you say I was pregnant?”

“Twenty-one.”

After the doctor left, Johanna turned to ask Loraine, “Is this General Hospital?”

“No,” Loraine answered. “You were in so much pain and pale as a sheet. I got worried and had the driver bring us to the nearest private hospital.”

A bitter smile tugged on Johanna's lips. “Twenty-one weeks, huh? And yet, he still doesn't believe me...”

“Don't think too much of it, Ms. Joule,” Loraine comforted her. “Maybe General Hospital made a mistake or something. The only thing you have to do now is get plenty of rest.”

Johanna was ashen-faced and looked miserable as she caressed her baby bump.

Loraine dared not leave Johanna alone in the room, not while the latter was in such a crestfallen state. She was just about to place an order for takeout when a nurse suddenly knocked on the door and came into the room.

“Ms. Joule, your family sent this over for you,” the nurse announced warmly.

She presented two food jars, one of which was filled with a fragrant beef stew, and the other pasta and chicken.
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