My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I realized something was amiss only after I finished speaking. What on earth did I just say!

Amos didn't answer as he frowned and pretended to be reading the medical record. I was so ashamed that my face flushed red. Then, I looked up at Hendrix. He held back his laughter and noticed that I was looking at him, so he quickly regained his composure, raising his hand and stroking my head to comfort me.

But it was too late.

Freya seemed to be enjoying the fun. Even though I didn't turn around to look at her, I could still hear her suppressed laughter and could also imagine how much she wanted to laugh out loud at that moment!

I was totally and utterly embarrassed. It was one thing to humiliate myself in front of Hendrix, but it was more embarrassing that Freya had witnessed this too.

After that, according to the test results, Amos prescribed a list of female hormones that I would have to be injected with and gave us instructions to head to the nurse station for injection.

When I left the office, Amos pulled aside and reminded me, "Mrs. Roberts, I know that with a husband like Mr. Roberts, it is tough to undergo abstinence throughout this treatment period. If it's too difficult for you to be free of lust, you can discuss with Mr. Roberts about sleeping separately for a period of time."

I was too ashamed to answer. I blushed and merely nodded in agreement, then fled the scene quickly.

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to the point and teased me, "Dr. Jules wants your wife to rest. He doesn't want

I rolled my eyes at her as a warning. Only then did Freya make a zipping motion with her mouth, a

gently patted me on my back and brought

as the endometrium. It would last for a period of time. Only when the endometrium reached a certain level of thickness could we officially begin

me to undergo the injection in a

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a person of a higher social status. As soon as we arrived at the injection department, a nurse followed us and took care of us. The process was smooth. In just ten minutes, we were all done, saving a lot of time compared

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of the injection department. When we entered the corridor, we ran into Sawyer in front of an obstetrics and gynecology

him, but Sawyer had changed his hairstyle and seemed more mature. He already had the air of confidence that usually accompanied

saw us. Raiya greeted

He had always been indifferent when it came to interpersonal