Chapter 2
Chapter 2
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“Ms. Whitaker, the abdominal injury you suffered in the car accident was quite severe. The fact that you’re even able to conceive is a miracle.
“If you choose not to keep this baby, it may be very difficult for you to get pregnant again in the future. You should think it over, maybe talk it through with your husband.” The doctor looked at Naomi with a troubled expression.
Naomi’s fingers curled slightly as a pang of sadness shot through her heart. Cassian had never shared any of this with her.
Every time the Hartwell and Whitaker families urged them to have children, he always took the blame upon himself. He said he wasn’t ready to give up their time together as a couple, and he didn’t want a child to disrupt their life.
Naomi’s eyes grew misty. He had always been thinking of her, afraid she’d be upset. But no matter how good he had been to her, it didn’t change the fact that he had betrayed her.
“Thank you, doctor. I’ll think about it.”
Naomi walked out of the consultation room in a daze, only to unexpectedly run into Cassian and Rayna in the hallway. They had already returned.
Cassian was carefully helping Rayna out of the ultrasound room, a look of nervousness written all over his face. His gentle, doting gaze was fixed on her, unwilling to stray for even a second.
“Cassian, you don’t have to be so tense. I’m pregnant, not sick,” Rayna said with a bright smile. She had known him since she was young, and the way she spoke to him had never changed.
Cassian smiled, unable to hide his joy. “Of course, I’m nervous. This is our first child. I want to
take good care of you both.”
Naomi clutched the appointment slip tightly in her hand as the warmth slowly drained from her body. It felt as if she could hear the sound of her heart breaking.
Her eyes ached, yet no tears would fall. This was what it truly meant to experience pain so profound that even crying seemed impossible.
Cassian guided Rayna into the elevator. Behind them, Naomi slowly unfolded the slip in her hand and walked back into the consultation room to schedule the surgery for the day after
tomorrow.
She wouldn’t allow her child to be born into a world built on lies. She also couldn’t bear for
him to come into this world without a father.
