Chapter 419

It was Stephen Carr.

“Feeling better yet?” he asked.

Irene sat up. “Much better, Dr. Carr. Though, why are you here?”

“I was present when they brought you in,” Stephen replied. “I did the initial checkup, followed by the Head of Gynecology…”

“Wait, do I have a gynecological disorder?”

No way… She knew her own body well enough.

“I was just losing sleep for a while, and a little tired from work. I’m not-”

“You might be pregnant,” Stephen said, cutting her short.

Irene did a double take. “What?”

She had been taking contraceptive pills. How could she get pregnant?

“There must be a mistake *

“Not if it’s the Head of Gynecology,” Stephen countered.

Irene was dumbstruck “No way.”

“You can check yourself if you don’t believe me,” Stephen said, holding her gaze. “It should work to your benefit too, since it can ease tensions between you and Isaac.

did not think

to eye with Tommy, and even after they finally started to develop a bond,

time. If he had to return because of another newborn, it meant that he was not doing it for her, but rather, for

not want to push Isaac. She was willing to give him time instead

want their relationship to be

for a favor?” Irene

nodded. “Tell

that I’m pregnant,” she said, holding his

sealed–I’ll speak with Gynecology as well. Now take a proper rest, and you don’t have to come in for work tomorrow if you don’t think you can.”

fine,” Irene said, though she was spacing out a

“Mick’s daughter took

recovered already?” Irene

can when he was so grievously hurt. I

offer any comment

now, but call me if you need

Irene nodded.

in bed for a long while, and took out her phone to call Mrs. Watson, “When you come over, could you bring along the bottle of vitamin pills on my dressing table?”

“Of course.”

away her phone, Irene

of messy emotions, she closed her eyes as she gently rested

hour later with

made chicken soup.

up as Mrs. Watson served her a bowl of soup.

Watson was a good cook as always, and the warm, steamy liquid whetted her appetite.

made some shrimp balls. Have some

“Okay,” Irene replied.

a while, and asked, “Mr. Jefferson hasn’t

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