Chapter 69

I had almost forgotten about it, honestly.

But he, surprisingly, hadn’t.

Drying my face with a soft towel, I said, “No need, I’m fine.”

He frowned, “Weren’t you feeling unwell last night?”

How could I possibly tell him that the doctor had advised against intimacy during the first trimester of pregnancy?

So, I deflected, “I’m better now.”

He was skeptical, “Really?”

If we were to go, it would be to the exclusive clinic under the Ferguson Group, where we’d use a private entrance.

No waiting in lines, and the test results would come back quickly.

But that would make it even harder for me to hide the pregnancy.

I couldn’t go, no matter what.

Avoiding his gaze, I said, “I just don’t want to go. I hate hospitals.”

“Jane.” Bryant’s eyes narrowed slightly, “You’re not hiding something from me, are you?”

moisturizer I was holding onto the marble countertop with a sharp

too obvious

that seemed to pierce

“Bryant…”

then said, “Are you…

long sigh, “Yes, so let’s just get a divorce and not hold

it hard to

what are you

going to the

wrist so tightly

to be angry, “Are you afraid I’m going to die or

Chapter 69

it, he spun around, his expression stern and teeth gritted, “If you dare to die, I’ll nab your ashes and stash them

fierce demeanor took me aback, and

he cared deeply. If I didn’t know

face darkened, but he didn’t let go

further could lead him to directly check my medical

Either way,

be facing the same

my teeth, I said, albeit with

“Are you nervous?”

“No.”

But

to the hospital, I was distracted, worrying about

to get a smooth divorce after Timothy’s 80th

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