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Chapter 407:

Apart from mild nausea, Amelia felt no other discomfort.

Still, seeing Wyatt’s worried expression, she held back her instinct to brush it off.

At the hospital, Amelia went through a battery of tests.

When Marc returned with the results, his face carried a complex mix of emotions.

Noticing this, Amelia felt her heart sink slightly. “Dr. Chapman, is something wrong with my health?” she asked.

Marc paused before responding. “Your health is fine p>

“Then why’s she vomiting suddenly?” Wyatt pressed.

𝖨𝗻𝗌𝗍𝖺ո𝘵 𝗮𝘤𝗰𝗲ss oո 𝘨а𝗅𝗻оvе𝗹ѕ.c𝗼m

“It’s because she’s pregnant,” Marc explained.

“Pregnant?” Amelia and Wyatt echoed in unison, their eyes locking on Marc.

His confirming nod sparked a surge of joy in their faces.

But Wyatt’s excitement quickly gave way to doubt. “Are you certain about that p>

Without a word, Marc handed him the test results.

Wyatt’s voice trembled with quiet thrill as he turned to Amelia. “You’re really pregnant p>

Amelia’s gaze dropped to her belly, disbelief washing over her.

She couldn’t believe she was pregnant.

She could still recall the crushing moment when Marc had said she might never conceive. She had carried a fear that had once pushed her to even consider divorcing Wyatt.

Perhaps sensing her thoughts, Marc added, “Gabby’s treatments have greatly improved your condition, but p>

His somber expression dimmed Wyatt’s joy, replacing it with unease. “Is something wrong with the baby?” he asked, his voice tight.

Amelia’s eyes mirrored his worry.

Despite Gabby’s care, her body still wasn’t ideal for pregnancy.

Marc hadn’t anticipated she would conceive so soon.

As a professional doctor, he felt compelled to recommend termination, warning that continuing the pregnancy could severely harm Amelia.

With a somber tone, Marc outlined the risks to Amelia and Wyatt, his words draining the remaining color from Amelia’s already ashen face.

Wyatt longed for a child with Amelia, but if it came down to choosing between her and the baby, he would not hesitate to choose her. Holding her tightly, he forced calm into his voice. “Amelia, we will have other chances in the future. Let’s end this pregnancy, okay p>

“No… I can’t,” Amelia said, her eyes brimming with tears.

She turned to Marc, asking in a pleading voice, “Isn’t there a way for me to have this baby p>

Before he could respond, she continued, “I don’t care about the risks to me. If this child can be born healthy, I’ll do anything p>

“Amelia!” Wyatt’s voice cracked, his eyes reddening after he heard her words.

Amelia shook her head, tears spilling. “I’ll agree to anything else, Wyatt, but not this p>

Clutching her bag, she bolted from Marc’s office. Wyatt hurried after her.

Marc sighed heavily as they left.

Despite Wyatt’s attempts to reason with her, Amelia stood firm.

Eventually, he dropped the subject, and they drove back to Hillside Villa in heavy silence, the joy of the news overshadowed by worry.

Remembering that Amelia hadn’t eaten all day, Wyatt had the chef prepare a meal.

A plate of spaghetti with meatballs was soon set before her.

Though the smell of meat worsened her nausea, she forced down a few bites for Wyatt’s sake, seeing his concern for her.

Then, she said, “I’m a bit tired. I’ll go upstairs to rest for a while p>

As soon as Amelia entered the master bedroom, she hurried to the bathroom. The few bites of food she had managed to eat came back up.

Wyatt, carrying a plate of fruit upstairs, heard her vomiting and reached for the door instinctively.

But thinking of something, he held back, then quietly left with the fruit.

Amelia fell into a deep sleep that night, waking only as dusk settled outside.

A familiar voice greeted her. “You’re finally awake, Amelia. If you had slept any longer, Wyatt would have called the doctor over p>

Amelia turned toward the sound, and her eyes widened at the sight of Michelle on the sofa. “Grandma, what are you doing here p>

Concern flickered in her eyes. “Are you well enough to be out of the hospital p>

“No need to worry. Dr. Chapman agreed to let me come over,” Michelle reassured her, gently patting Amelia’s hand. “My dear, you’re going to be a mother p>

“How did you know I’m pregnant?” Amelia asked, her voice catching.

Before Michelle could answer, a note of panic crept into Amelia’s voice as she continued, “Did Wyatt send you to convince me to end the pregnancy p>