Chapter 10
Renee was extremely anxious when she arrived at the hospital. She was even more confused when she received the medical report from the nurse.
“Miss Everheart, according to your blood test, it would seem that your HCG and progesterone levels are higher than usual. You have been pregnant for a month or so.”
“What the hell? I’m… one month pregnant?!”
“Yes. Congratulations, you’re going to be a mother!”
Even after the nurse had left, Renee was still standing in place, shocked.
‘There’s no way… right? I just fainted once. Once and I’m pregnant? How strong is my fertility? Or was it his fertility that was the problem here? Oh god, why me?!’
However, there was no doubt that she was pregnant with Stefan’s child.
About a month ago, the Hunts were just finishing up with Tristan’s funeral, as sorrow dawned upon the entire family. It was the first time Renee saw Stefan shed his distant and hostile act. He was so vulnerable that he seemed like a defenseless child, sobbing into his palms as he downed several bottles of wine. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
Heartbroken, she cried and drank with him to provide comfort, which then ended with them sleeping together…
That was the most intimate night they had ever spent together as husband and wife, and Renee foolishly thought their relationship could improve after that. Instead, it ended before it even started.
Not that the divorce really mattered, but this baby completely foiled her initial plans.
‘Ugh, I regret ever sympathizing with that man! How unlucky!’ Renee thought, wishing she could slap herself before it was too late.
She wondered if she should tell Stefan about her pregnancy. ‘He is the father, after all. I feel like both of us should discuss whether to abort it or not.’
“What a coincidence, Miss Everheart! Why are you here at the hospital?”
Suddenly, Briar’s voice echoed behind her.
Renee turned around, only to see Briar and Stefan standing behind her, side by side. Briar was gently caressing her baby bump, and the look on her face was that of a happy mother.
On the other hand, the man was as frosty and dashing as usual. Naturally, this made him stand out in the crowd.
Stunned, Renee felt like her heart had been stung by thousands of needles.
‘They do look good together, huh? I can almost feel the warmth of their love all the way from over there. Wait, is it just me? Desrosiers’ baby bump looks even bigger than before.’
Renee couldn’t help but think that both she and her child were mere extras in their romance.
“I just came for a follow-up. If you’ll excuse me then.” She smiled, waving goodbye nonchalantly.
In the end, she wasn’t able to muster enough courage to deliver the news of her pregnancy. She figured she’d only embarrass herself by doing so and decided to take this to her grave. At the very least, she could save the little bit of pride she had left.
Just then, Stefan grabbed hold of her slender wrists, stopping her in her tracks.
“You look pale, is something wrong?” He asked.
Renee found it rather ridiculous when she met eyes with the man, as she remembered just how much she adored their beauty.
“I don’t think it concerns you. Right, future ex-husband?”
Stefan was incredibly enraged upon hearing that and furrowed his eyebrows in response. However, it was abnormal for him to stick his nose into someone else’s business, considering his usual cold personality.
“You said it yourself. I’m your future ex-husband, not your ex-husband just yet.” Stefan said harshly, emphasizing the ‘future’ in his words as his eyes darted toward the report in her hands. “What’s your follow-up about? Let me have a look.