No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 802

"Threatened miscarriage!"

When those words hit my ears, I felt like I was in some sort of surreal dream.

Miscarriage?!

"Doctor, are you saying I'm pregnant?" I asked, both shocked and thrilled, clutching the doctor's white coat.

"You didn't know?" The doctor seemed as surprised as I was, but then she launched into a mini-lecture. "You young folks these days, always caught up in your own fun, never thinking of the consequences."

The doctor assumed Conrad and I were a couple and didn't hold back her scolding.

At that moment, I didn't have the energy to explain or worry about her judgment. I just needed to confirm, "Doctor, am I really pregnant?"

"Yes, but the pregnancy is at risk of miscarriage. Whether you can keep the baby

is still uncertain," her words made me clutch her coat even tighter.

you have to help me keep this baby," my voice broke

I'd been daydreaming about having a baby, and it seemed like my little one heard my wishes and decided to come along. But I was so clueless, I

of guilt washed over me as I silently prayed, "Please, little one,

breaks and meals, you shouldn't be doing anything. We'll monitor you for a week, and if the bleeding continues, it's not a good sign for the

to move, wanting nothing more

the head of obstetrics. If she wasn't in surgery, she'd

at home, but come back if

jokingly called a part-time staff member by the nurses, so I knew most

VIP room," Conrad, ever the man of means,

doctor didn't even glance at him, her tone as frosty as a winter morning,

when she

a long-unseen

hint of his influential

be swayed. We don't have a policy for extra beds. If everyone demanded one,

face, "Should I call the