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Carrie gave him a thorough look. Since it was a local event, he wore no accessories, not even his usual watch.
Just as Carrie was about to joke about his simplicity, she noticed small cufflinks on his sleeves that shimmered
with a distinct glow. Carrie squinted, realizing they were yellow diamond cufflinks valued at $4.4 million. She
quickly retracted her earlier remark, tossed the covers aside, and sat up.
Kristopher walked over to her, gently tucked her messy hair behind her ear, and asked in a soft tone, “Would you
like to cwith me?”
Carrie paused for a moment, then shook her head. “I think I'll stay in and focus on the script. The new characters
are a bit off, so it’s the perfect opportunity to dive into squiet thinking.”
Kristopher didn’t press further, and after a quick moment of affection, he left. Carrie stayed in bed for a few
moments before finally getting up to freshen up. Once at her desk, she stared at the computer, her thoughts
scattered. Noticing the time—it was still early.
She absentmindedly placed a hand on her abdomen, and that’s when the pregnancy check-up cto mind.
She made up her mind to visit the hospital that very day. Originally, she had planned to visit the hospital where
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGracie was staying, but then she realized that would definitely draw Kristopher’s attention. So, she opted to
register at a high-end hospital instead. She figured it would be best to take care of everything today, leaving her
free to explain things to the elders later.
Carrie stepped into the hospital alone, the quiet of a weekday making everything feel oddly still. Just a couple of
young women sat across the hall, waiting for their numbers to show up.
One of the women noticed Carrie in sunglasses and a mask, looking a bit secretive. She leaned in and whispered,
“Are you a mistress too? Is that why you're dressed like that, to keep the wife from noticing?”
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Carrie froze, her mind scrambling for a response. She couldn't even find the words. What kind of greeting was
that? Was she dreaming? She had to be. Who starts a conversation like that?
The woman didn’t seem to care if Carrie responded. She just kept talking, her voice trailing off into a ramble. “A
few days ago, | saw this wife dragging her husband's mistress here for an abortion. The mistress was dressed in
all designer stuff, showing off like she was untouchable. The wife was yelling at her, calling her a harlot, messing
up her hair. She was so embarrassed, she had no dignity left at all.”
Wrapping up her story, the woman looked at Carrie and warned, “You should think about ending the pregnancy
before the wife finds out. You don’t want to end up like that woman from yesterday, trust me.”
Carrie's first instinct was to brush her off as crazy, but then the word “abortion” hit her like a punch to the gut.
Calling her a mistress was one thing, but talking about her child like that? That was a whole different level.
Furious now, Carrie stood up, muttered, “You're crazy,” and marched toward the doctor's office without another
word. The woman's voice followed her, still ranting, “How can you just call someone crazy like that?”
The doctor asked her a few routine questions, then handed her a form. “Please head over to the lab for a blood
test to check your progesterone and HCG levels.” Carrie stepped out of the doctor's office and made her way
toward the lab, unaware of Daxton, who had just returned from downstairs with water, watching her from the
staircase.
It wasn’t until she vanished from view that Daxton’s gaze shifted upward, where the sign clearly read
“Gynecology.” Daxton strolled over to a nurse who had been stealing glances at him and pointed to the door
Carrie had entered. “Excuse me, what was the woman who just went in there being examined for?”
During his tat the hospital, the nurses had witnessed countless luxury cars coming and going, and they had
been specifically instructed to treat him well. Even without knowing exactly who he was, it was obvious that he
held wealth or status. A young, handsome, and wealthy bachelor—naturally, the nurse never imagined he would
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhave anything to do with a pregnant woman.
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