Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 509 You Must Be Pregnant

It wasn't until they arrived at the hospital and William led her straight to the doctor's office that Emelie realized that something was wrong. "Aren't we going to the ICU to see my mom? Why are we here?"

William stood to the side and said, "Sit down."

Emelie was puzzled. Just as she sat down, a nurse approached with a tray and prepared to roll up her sleeve.

Emelie noticed that the tray held a tourniquet, some disinfectant, a needle, and a few vacuum blood collection tubes.

William said softly, "Give her a blood test."

Emelie immediately understood what he intended to do. She looked at him sharply. "Do you still suspect that I'm pregnant?"

In fact, William had wanted Emelie to become pregnant for a long time. They had never used protection during their encounters. If she were pregnant, it wouldn't be surprising.

"Let's check. We need to be sure."

Emelie didn't want to take the test.

She hadn't considered the possibility of her being pregnant seriously and felt that it was unlikely real. However, her recent sleepiness, increased appetite, and frequent nausea suggested otherwise.

to her abdomen, and her heart raced. She feared the suspicion and feared even more that William

if she were genuinely pregnant, it would give

her intently. His dark, beautiful eyes held a deep meaning, as if he already had

at the hospital. So, escaping now was impossible, and the blood test was

a tourniquet around her upper arm and located a vein. As the sharp needle pierced her skin, Emelie's vision briefly

William's gesture stirred something within her. She quickly sneered. "Mr. Middleton, you're wasting your concern. I'm not

"Who is Ms.

conversation would make it seem as though they were

softly, "That's why I said you're

a cotton ball to the puncture site. "Keep

asked, "Since the blood

He took her to the ICU but allowed her only half an hour before he

her hand away, but he wouldn't let go. Even after getting into the car, he still held her hand

have a child, would

back, "Would you be

lips curved up into a smile, and it softened his usually cold demeanor. "Can't you see

be celebrating too soon. After my miscarriage, the doctor said that my uterine lining is thin, which will make it hard for

expression turned stern. "Why didn't you tell me

we talked about children. Back then, you said that you wouldn't want the child even if

were the one who first said that you didn't want a child. I was just