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?”

me drop the moisturizer I was holding onto the marble countertop with a sharp

too obvious I

me to face him with a look that seemed to pierce right throug me, “Is

“Bryant…”

said,

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

it hard to detect, and grabbed

what are you

going to

my wrist so

find it in me to be angry, “Are you afraid I’m going to die or

Chapter 69

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

demeanor took me aback, and I

cared deeply. If I didn’t know any better, I’d

darkened, but he didn’t let go of my

him

Either way,

facing the

with a shaky voice,

“Are you nervous?”

“No.”

wasn’t nervousness; it was fear. But I

to the hospital, I was distracted, worrying about what would happen if

be able to get a

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