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 clink, nearly

too obvious

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

“Bryant…”

hesitated, then said, “Are

let’s just get

it hard to detect, and grabbed my hand

are you

to

my wrist so tightly

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

Chapter 69

spun around, his expression stern and teeth gritted, “If you dare

and I

almost as if he cared deeply. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he

face darkened, but he didn’t let go of my hand, “We’re going to the

could lead him to

Either way,

facing the same

I said, albeit with a shaky voice, “Fine, let’s

“Are you nervous?”

“No.”

was fear. But I had no choice in the

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

still be able to get a smooth divorce after Timothy’s 80th

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