The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 665

“The current situation is manageable, but we need to administer some progesterone shots. You need to have one every day for a week, and then we will reassess. These shots will be given in the abdominal area, so the pain sensation will be more pronounced compared to shots in the arm or buttocks.” The doctor warned her, “You need to be mentally prepared.”

“Sure,” Rosalie readily agreed. She was willing to endure the pain as long as it meant her children could safely come into this world.

However, when the slender needle was about to penetrate Rosalie’s slightly rounded abdomen, she remained calm, but Jonathan grew anxious. He grabbed the nurse’s hand tightly and asked, “Is this needle going to be inserted like that?”

“Y-Yes,” the nurse replied in a trembling voice.

“Is it safe to use such a long needle on the stomach?” Jonathan inquired.

The nurse was bewildered as she wondered, “Aren’t all needles supposed to be this length?”

Rosalie, on the other hand, tried to reassure Jonathan casually, “Jon, the doctor and nurse won’t make a mistake. Don’t worry.”

Jonathan finally released the nurse’s hand but remained tense, his entire body taut. His gaze was fixed on the needle in the nurse’s hand to the point where she felt stiff and didn’t know how to proceed.

“Jon, why don’t you wait for me outside? If you keep staring at the nurse like this, she’ll get nervous,” Rosalie suggested Jonathan.

“I’ll stay here, but I won’t watch her administer the shot,” Jonathan said, shifting his gaze to Rosalie’s face.

Relieved, the nurse quickly administered the shot into Rosalie’s abdomen.

When the needle pierced her stomach, Rosalie furrowed her brows and involuntarily clenched her teeth.

Getting a shot in the abdomen was indeed more painful, but this level of pain was manageable for her. After enduring three years of

high tolerance for pain.

immediately asked nervously, “Did

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Rosalie smiled, downplaying it. “I’ll need to have this shot for a

at the spot on Rosalie’s abdomen where the needle had just been inserted. “I’m only nervous about you.”

“It’s just a shot, nothing to worry about.

“Sure,” Jonathan agreed.

of them arrived at the room where the pregnancy class was held at the hospital. It was a large conference room with a semicircular design, and in the center of the semicircle was a projection screen and a lectern. There was also an open space in front with teaching props

easily

chosen was a well-known private maternity hospital

the patients here came from affluent

the class with his wife and saw Jonathan already seated in the room, he felt

Youngblood be sitting in a place like

scion blinked repeatedly, trying to confirm whether what he was seeing was real or not.

wrong with you? Your eyes seem to be twitching,”

an unusual situation!

close look at Jonathan. He wondered, “It really seems like Mr.

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wife, could she? If Mr. Youngblood had really gotten married, the internet would

notepad with her, intending to take notes if the teacher mentioned anything important.

so focused on the class, Jonathan

come to our house to give you private

class alone at home is

feeling to be