Chapter 70

His

s drilled into mine, a deep concern veiling them, “Can’t it be for any other reason?”

“Like what?” I couldn’t deny I was fishing for something more.

His lips barely moved as he spoke, “I just want you to be well.”

“…Sounds like something you’d say at a family Thanksgiving dinner.”

A thought flickered through my mind, and before I knew it, a smile crept up, “Save it for Timothy’s birthday bash next month.”

Wishing me health. Wishing himself a lifetime of happiness with Margaret?

When the nurse came to draw my blood, I instinctively pulled back as she disinfected my arm, my body tensing up.

I was scared. I’d always been scared.

As a kid, it was always Dad who held me, with Mom gripping my other hand, coaxing me through every needle and every blood draw.

And there were always rewards.

decent. A common cold here, some over-the-counter meds there – hardly

never really faded. But fear or

“Don’t be afraid.”

back

“You being

it

hand if it hurts. I’ll bear the pain with you.” His

down to see the man who always seemed to tower over me, now half-kneeling by my side, filling my heart and yet, stirring a pang of sadness. I murmured, “But you can’t stay with

too low, he didn’t

I shook

are better kept inside

off to the ultrasound room the head

Chapter 70

Bryant waited outside.

tissue to wipe it off after he

find out about the pregnancy sooner or later, but I didn’t expect it

soon.

I was as the examining doctor smiled at me, “Mrs. Ferguson,

“I… know.”

together, “How’s the

baby’s doing great, nine weeks now. Look, you can

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