Chapter 71 Possibly Lifelong Infertility

Cynthia returned to the bedroom. As long as she closed the door, she rushed into the bathroom quickly. She put her fingers into her mouth and pressed her throat. A wave of nausea surged up.

She turned on the faucet, and the sound of water hid the sound of vomiting.

After a long time, she vomited up the medicine with the breakfast. Then she stopped.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her beautiful eyes were full of tears and her face was pale.

Her eyes darkened, and her fingers tightened.

She didn’t trust Stella.

She just teased her yesterday. After one night, she had changed entirely and was friendly and kind to her.

Cynthia was not stupid.

She knew Stella was planning something.

There must be something wrong with that bowl of medicine.

Cynthia changed her clothes and was about to go to work. She accidentally glanced down from the window
and saw a maid rushing to the garden with a bag in her arms. Her expression and movements were very
suspicious.

She buried the bag and put a pot of flowers on it. Then she looked around to make sure no one saw her. She
left in a panic.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Cynthia witnessed everything.

She sneered and was more sure that something was wrong with the medicine. If there was no problem, why would the maid bury it? She was afraid of being found out.

Cynthia went downstairs, and Stella had already left. The maid was doing the cleaning. Cynthia walked around the main building and went to the garden. She dug out the bag.

in her

the obstetrics and gynecology department

many patients in the morning. The doctor

doctor looked up and smiled kindly, “Ah, it’s you.

smiled sweetly. She said, “Mr. Lange,

professor from Cynthia’s university. She took several of his classes

Lange was the chairman of the Doctors Union in Fort. He had many years of clinical

put down the book

medicine from her bag and handed it to him,

the human body, Stella wouldn’t drink it. As Cynthia knew, Stella cared about her health

the bag, put on his glasses, and looked

was quite good. Usually, it wouldn’t take him much time to recognize some medicine. But this time, he stared

more

breath and asked, “Is

Mr. Lange put down the tweezers, took off his reading glasses,

question, he asked,

utterly. Something was wrong with the

changed. These medicines were from two prescriptions.

a bit, then he frowned and said, “If you take it a few more times, it may lead to

pale. She took a few steps back in disbelief and

so vicious. She thought she only didn’t like her and had a

However, she was wrong.

reaction, Mr. Lange was nervous. He said, “Come here. Let me have a

“I took it this morning, and I felt unwell after it, so

that he wanted to have their baby. If she

her body and wrote a

or less. Take this medicine, and

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