Chapter 592
\nReturn Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 592<\/p>\n
Chapter 592<\/p>\n
At the entrance of the obstetrics and gynecology ultrasound room at Betrico Hospital, Morris stood by the wall, glaring at a large poster that read, \u201cGentlemen, please stop here.\u201d<\/p>\n
He clearly wasn\u2019t happy. He glanced over at Hugh, who was standing behind him, helping carry some things. \u201cWho decided this? The woman who just went in is my wife. What privacy could there possibly be? Even her husband can\u2019t go in with her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Hugh, who was still single and had no experience with such matters, awkwardly scratched his head. \u201cMr. Chivers, I don\u2019t know about this either. I\u2019m even less experienced than you.\u201d<\/p>\n
But he tried to offer some insight, \u201cI think it\u2019s because they\u2019re worried that the dad might startle the baby during the ultrasound.\u201d<\/p>\n
Morris stared at him, his frustration growing. \u201cI\u2026You\u2026Forget it.\u201d He sat down on a nearby bench, clearly anxious. But he couldn\u2019t stay seated for long; soon he was pacing back and forth at the door.<\/p>\n
Hugh shook his head as he watched Mr. Chivers. \u201cMr. Chivers, I advise you to relax a little. If you\u2019re this nervous just for Mrs. Chivers\u2019s first ultrasound, what will you do when the time comes?<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mom told me that giving birth isn\u2019t easy, and you\u2019ll probably pass out from anxiety outside the delivery room.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t see anyone else as anxious as you are. Besides, Mrs. Chivers is a doctor; she has experience with this. Pregnant women need a relaxing environment.\u201d<\/p>\n
After Hugh finished speaking, Morris shot him a glare. If they hadn\u2019t been life\u2013or\u2013death brothers for years, Hugh would\u2019ve been dead by now.<\/p>\n
But Hugh\u2019s words had touched on the very thing Morris was afraid of.<\/p>\n
He knew all too well what childbirth meant for a woman, especially from the experience of his own mother, Hilda.<\/p>\n
After giving birth to him, she died from complications caused by excessive bleeding. At that moment, he couldn\u2019t help but feel an irrational fear creeping over him.<\/p>\n
Just as these thoughts swirled in his mind, the ultrasound room door opened with a soft \u201cclick,\u201d and Cherise emerged, holding an A4 sheet of paper and smiling.<\/p>\n
Hugh was the first to speak, \u201cMrs. Chivers, you\u2019re finally out! If you hadn\u2019t come out soon, Mr. Chivers would\u2019ve been in a panic.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cherise immediately understood. She saw the concern on Morris\u2019s face and knew exactly what he was worried about.<\/p>\n
\u201cCherise, you\u2019re finally out.\u201d Morris took her hand with a sense of relief, as if a heavy weight had been lifted off his shoulders.<\/p>\n
Cherise nodded, tilting her head up to look at him. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, soon\u2013to\u2013be dad?<\/p>\n
\u201cLook, this is our first meeting with the baby. Just a tiny little thing, but the heartbeat and the embryonic bud have already formed, and it\u2019s very healthy. See, this is the shape of the gestational sac. It\u2019s oval.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her soothing words made Morris\u2019s anxiety melt away.<\/p>\n
Morris looked at the A4 paper Cherise was holding and softly said, \u201cLet me see. Just like you, as cute as you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Behind them, Hugh was totally confused, his face scrunched in disbelief. From his angle, all he could see was a small black dot, pitch black. \u2018How could that possibly look like her?\u2018 he wondered.<\/p>\n
But he didn\u2019t dare say anything. Mr. Chivers was finally calm, so as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.<\/p>\n
Cherise spoke up, laughing, \u201cWhere\u2019s the resemblance? It\u2019s just a little black dot. You won\u2019t be able to see the outline clearly until the next ultrasound.\u201d<\/p>\n
At that, both of them laughed softly, their joy as new parents radiating from them as they stood there by the door to the ultrasound room.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
After meeting with a Gavorian diplomat, Arthur returned to his office with Mateo. He had just sat down to drink his coffee when his personal phone, which had been placed on the desk, began ringing.<\/p>\n
He glanced at the screen, and saw an unmarked number.<\/p>\n
Hearing Claire\u2019s laughter, Arthur chuckled softly, \u201cMm.\u201d<\/p>\n
Since the cat was out of the bag, Claire decided to get to the point. \u201cMr. Arthur, hello. It\u2019s like this: the child\u2019s growing up, and you\u2019ve both recognized each other. If nothing unexpected happens, you\u2019ll probably settle here in Betrico.<\/p>\n
\u201cGiven your special status, there are some things, some misunderstandings from back then, that I think I need to explain to\u00a0you.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was wondering if you have time now, and if I can discuss this with you over the phone?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur immediately responded, \u201cLet\u2019s meet and talk. It\u2019s not something that can be explained over the phone.\u201d<\/p>\n
When Arthur said this, his words conveyed a sense of authority that made it feel impossible to refuse, and certainly not something one would dare decline.<\/p>\n
On the other end, Claire was taken aback for a moment. \u201cAh? Oh, okay, You\u2019re busy, so the time and place will be up to you. I\u2019ll work with your schedule.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur seemed to think for a moment, then lightly tapped his desk twice. \u201cHow about tomorrow evening? I\u2019ll have someone pick you up. Is tomorrow evening convenient for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMm\u2013hmm, I\u2019m free anytime,\u201d Claire responded.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, then. Let\u2019s meet and talk,\u201d said Arthur.<\/p>\n
Once the time was confirmed, both of them hung up the phone.<\/p>\n
Mateo, who had been standing in front of Arthur the entire time, watching him finish the call, quietly asked, \u201cSir, if I may ask, who was that?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur, who had already returned to his work, looked up at Mateo for a moment before lowering his gaze again. In a calm, flat tone, he replied, \u201cMy son\u2019s mother.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-615","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/615","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=615"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}