Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Pregnant?"

Gilbert paused for a moment, his voice getting huskier. "Are you sure? No mistake?"

It wasn't impossible.

He and Sherilyn had always been careful, the chances of pregnancy were slim. Hadn't there been a false alarm before?

"Positive," confirmed the doctor, "Both the urine and blood tests show the same result. There's no mistake."

"The pregnancy is too early to detect, not even two weeks yet. In about a month or two, we can do an ultrasound and see the gestational sac."

The doctor stole a glance at Gilbert's expression.

Was Mr. Johnson happy or not?

With his face all tensed up, could it be he didn't want it?

Gilbert frowned, his emotions a mix.

He quickly accepted the result; no contraceptive method was 100% foolproof.

Recalling how Sherilyn had fainted a few days ago, her recent lack of appetite, and her frequent drowsiness...

It was confirmed then, Sherilyn was pregnant!

but at the moment, he wasn't sure how to

having children, he believed in respecting Sherilyn's wishes, after all, she would be the one

for himself, he

or not didn't matter to him in the grand scheme of things. The Johnson

a child... his

about Sherilyn? What did she

she want this

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be influenced by their environment, emotions, and so on," explained the doctor in detail. "Therefore, it's important for expectant mothers to improve their nutrition, maintain régular

then inquired about the injury on her arm, "My wife is pregnant,

"Indeed."

himself that Mr. Johnson seemed eager for

do an X-ray on Mrs. Johnson's arm, but

no

orthopedic doctor. There's no bone injury, just soft tissue bruising. We're using a mild topical medication safe for

"Thank you."