My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 197

"Pregnant women usually have their first check-up at week 12. Aren't you curious about the chances of having twins or triplets in your belly? Though the chances are low, it's still a possibility," surmised the doctor hypothetically.

"I'll proceed with the ultrasound scans then," I said.

She used B-scan ultrasonography on me and held her tongue throughout the process. Akin to her, I did not have anything else to ask, so silence filled the room to the point where she told me with a blank expression that I was having twins. She also advised me to take good care of myself.

I was still stunned upon hearing the unforeseen news when she asked if I wanted to listen to their heartbeat. As I had yet to regain my composure, I blurted, "What?"

She responded, "You didn't see this coming, did you?"

I shook my head instantly before double checking, "Can I really hear their heartbeat?"

"Of course, you can. Come."

The doctor handed over the instrument to me. As I heard the faint pounding sound, I thought it was the most melodious sound ever.

I started to shed tears of joy. "Am I really hearing their heartbeat right now?"

The doctor reminded me, "Listen to it carefully."

Though I was not a professional and it was difficult for me to tell which heartbeat was whose, they both equally melted my heart with their warmth. When I left the room with overwhelming ecstasy, I turned toward Joseph. "I have two little angels and they are both healthy! I'm just not sure whether I can protect them, though."

Indeed, I was afraid that my condition would not allow me to hold on enough for them to be born.

"Miss, they will be fine."

I became determined as well. "Yes. They will be fine."

A few days later, I was informed that Leon's bone marrow was a match for Tamara. Subsequently, I contacted Francesca immediately.

She was surprised yet happy to receive the good news. "When did he do the test?"

"A few days back. I lied to him, saying that I have leukemia, so he doesn't know that it's actually for Tammie. You should contact him. I'm sure he's willing to be the donor."

No one could deny that the man had the heart to help. It all depended on Francesca and whether she was willing to look for him or not. She called him not long after on the same day and they agreed to meet up at the hospital.

The moment Leon caught sight of the little girl he had bumped into that day, who was in fact his daughter, the tears swimming in his eyes began to stream down his cheeks.

The urge to hug the girl was strong yet he resisted nevertheless due to Francesca's presence. Fate finally had something over the man's head, who was once untrammeled and had never thought of the consequences of his actions. In the end, he didn't get to hug the girl but the two adults came to an agreement in no time. Even the doctor had the operation arranged as early as the day after tomorrow.

The surgery was successful, but Leon dared not stay in the hospital. Instead, he swung by the place every two days to visit the child whenever Francesca was working.

As time passed, it was going to be April soon. I was pregnant for almost eight months and I had it rough. The vomiting, nausea, and loss of appetite were bearable, but my body was slowly and surely weakening by the day.

For the past four months, Anthony had been staying by my side to teach me how to manage household affairs as well as hiring the best obstetrician in the country to be on call for any emergency. He then left when it was the last month of my pregnancy. My babies would be able to see the first light of the world as long as I could put up with it for another month, but my body was rendering it implausible.

When there were four weeks left before the accouchement, I received a call from Nicholas. "Are you going to give birth soon?"

I hung up the call right away without answering him.

Then, I lost consciousness when there were two weeks left. When I finally opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in bed, feeling all weak and puny. However, I hadn't expected Nicholas to be here.

I asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"To see you," he answered as if it was a matter of fact.

I glanced at Joseph, who was standing behind him, and heaved a sigh of relief but still disapproved of the presence of this unwelcomed man, "Joseph, who let him in?"

"Miss, your parents are here too."

Only then did I realize that Nicholas was taking advantage of my parents to come and see me! This shameless man!

While my face was pale due to exhaustion, he piped up, "It's true that I can't enter with all the men you have in the hospital to stop me, but I can't refuse if your parents decide to bring me in together!"

I ordered with gritted teeth, "Get him outta here!"

"I can leave on my own." Nicholas smiled before he rose to his feet. Then, he exhorted, "Take care."

My parents entered the room after he left. Gazing at my forlorn look on the bed, they came over to my side. "The doctor said your body is getting weaker."

"Mom, don't worry about me."

However, my mother didn't seem convinced so I looked at my father before requesting, "Dad, please take her home. I'll pay you a visit after giving birth."

I shouldn't be distracted by their presence here. Besides, I wouldn't be able to go up front against Nicholas with them here. As his condition had always been unstable, seeing the man going mad was the last thing that I wished for. I wasn't even sure if he had really received treatments in America. It took me a long way to be at where I was right now; I couldn't let all my efforts go down the drain!

When my father noticed my determination, he agreed to head home with my mother only after exhorting, "You have always been clear with your goals in life. I'm sure you have your reasons to make us leave. Just give us a call once everything is settled."

I forced a wry smile. "Thanks, Dad."

As soon as they left the place, I called Joseph over. "Miss, is there anything I can assist you with?"

"Don't let anyone come near me before the accouchement."

"Yes, Miss."

Even so, it didn't take me two weeks for my life to be in danger. After barely two days, I was already in the surgery room, feeling all in. I mustered every strength left in me to grab the doctor's coat before pleading, "No matter what happens, please save my babies first!"

I couldn't give up on them regardless.