Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1015 Pregnancy Exposed

Douglas' face fell, and he stood upright, watching her puke.

It took Whitney a long time to calm down.

Douglas asked, "Do you hate me so much that touching me disgusts you?"

Whitney had been malnourished for too long, and on top of that, seeing Douglas shocked her, so she felt her head getting dizzy. She shook her head and explained, "N-No. I didn't..." She then fell limp. Shocked, Douglas quickly held her and shouted, "Whitney!"

Whitney was pale and unconscious. He looked at her, and for the first time, he was panicking. Quickly, he picked her up and ran into the hospital.

After the doctor took her into the emergency room, Douglas sat outside and clasped his hands together, hanging his head low. He looked worried and depressed. Ever since he knew Emily gave Whitney money and told her to leave, Douglas told himself to stop obsessing over Whitney so both he and Whitney could lead their own lives.

But as time went by, his longing deepened. He couldn't help but want to see Whitney. Even when Emily begged him to stay, he flew back just to see Whitney. I must be mad.

Just when he was still immersed in his own thoughts, the doctor came out. When he saw Douglas, he asked, "Are you the patient's husband?"

Douglas froze for a moment and nodded. "Yes, I am."

The doctor frowned. Displeased, he said, "You should know your wife is pregnant, yet she hasn't been eating or sleeping well. And now she seems to be agitated. This won't bode well for her child." Douglas froze. For the longest time, he couldn't say anything. Eventually, he asked, "She's pregnant?"

The doctor couldn't believe how shocked he looked. "Yes. About three months in," he said sternly.

For some reason, hearing this news filled Douglas with delight. Three months. So, the baby is mine. He nodded. "I understand, doctor."

He's excited. The doctor sighed. "Pregnant women sometimes overthink. Keep an eye on her, and let her win the arguments. She's not in the best of health, so be careful, or she might lose her child." Douglas nodded. "I understand, doctor."

The doctor left without saying anything else.

Whitney's condition wasn't serious. Her long-term malnourishment afflicted her with a case of hypoglycemia, so she blacked out when she tried to struggle free of Douglas' grasp. Now that she was administered glucose via an IV infusion, she was a lot better.

She was groggy when she woke up. The first thing she saw was Douglas, and it shocked her so much that color drained from her face. Her lips trembled, as if she had seen something terrifying.

The light in Douglas' eyes dimmed, but when he remembered that she was pregnant, he softly said, "You can't get too agitated. You're pregnant now."

Whitney clenched her blanket, her face paling even further. She looked at Douglas nervously and gulped. "Y-You know."