No Strings Attached

Chapter 20

Leonora didn’t have a shred of sympathy as she vented her frustration over the phone, “Is this all my fault? Would I have argued with your father if he hadn’t been such a ladies‘ man? lan, let me tell you, I’ve made up my mind about Clara. I will not let that woman stay by your side, not even as a mistress!”

With that, she coldly ended the call.

lan, fuming with anger, shook a cigarette out of the pack and lit it, inhaling deeply as he leaned back in his

chair.

A few days later.

After Clara had helped her father with lunch, she received an unexpected call from the hospital’s OB/GYN department. Following her recent miscarriage, she had undergone a comprehensive gynecological exam, and it seemed the results were in.

She stepped out of the hospital room and answered the phone.

“Ms. Clara, there’s an issue with your test results. It would be best if you came in right away”

good news. She hung up, gave her father a few instructions, and made an excuse to

the report. He then fixed his gaze on Clara.

Clara nodded.

and sometimes, in the heat of the moment, they wouldn’t have protection, leaving her no choice but to take the morning–after pill. Her last pregnancy was a result

at her with a sympathetic eye. “Your uterus is tilted, and the inner lining is thin. On top of that, the frequent use of emergency contraceptives is showing early signs of ovarian aging. Getting pregnant is going to be difficult for you. It was already a miracle you conceived, but you didn’t take care, and the miscarriage and subsequent bleeding did significant harm to your body. According to the report, your chances of conceiving again are quite

words struck Clara like a knife to the heart, making it hard to breathe. Her cold, trembling

of her dress.

forty percent chance of pregnancy and, after five years of marriage,

of pregnancy.

as she asked, “Doctor, isn’t there anything that can be

emergency pills. For a woman to lose the ability to become a mother is

offered a bleak

loved her, how could he

Clara staggered out of the office. As she reached the door, the next patient came in. She was too distraught to recognize the

a familiar voice. “Doctor, I’d like to have a pre–pregnancy check-up. I’m planning