Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Twins
Hospital.
Assistant Woods had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the Maybach appear out of the snow, he immediately opened an umbrella and went over.
The Dean and the Obstetrics Chief Physician were also waiting nearby. They glanced over and saw a long-haired woman emerge from the car door Assistant Woods had opened.
The next second, the woman’s face was revealed. Though she wore no makeup, her beauty was breathtaking.
It was Victoria Monroe!
The two of them had already been warned that today’s events would remain confidential.
In just a few short steps, Assistant Woods shielded Victoria Monroe from all the wind and snow, while Rhys Hawthorne, the main figure, pushed open the car door himself and walked around the car to enter against the wind and snow.
"Mr. Rhys." The Dean regretted not having an umbrella in hand, missing the chance to be obsequious.
He eagerly said, "Everything is prepared. This is for... Miss Monroe, correct?"
Once inside the lobby, the automatic doors slowly closed, keeping the wind and snow outside. Rhys Hawthorne leisurely removed his leather gloves, exuding a refined elegance with every gesture, and spoke calmly, "Yes."
Dr. Lee cautiously asked, "Ms. Monroe, may I know when was the last time you had any food or drink? Because for general anesthesia, we need to fast and abstain from fluids for six hours."
"Three hours ago."
"Alright, so for these three hours, please avoid eating or drinking. Let me carry out a pre-operation examination for you, and I’ll gradually inform you of some things to note."
"Okay."
Victoria Monroe was very cooperative, but Rhys Hawthorne could see at a glance that her face was pale and her body was stiff.
She was afraid.
This was her first child, and perhaps it would be the last. The psychological burden she bore was imaginable.
"Ms. Monroe, let’s do an ultrasound first to check the position of your gestational sac."
Victoria Monroe followed the doctor like a puppet devoid of a soul.
Since discovering Julian Fordham had a child, she had made this decision.
For the past month, she had been continuously trying to build herself up mentally, but when this day finally arrived, she couldn’t control her emotions at all.
Her body couldn’t help but tremble, she was scared.
Victoria Monroe didn’t know if she was afraid of being childless and alone for the rest of her life or afraid of the impending surgery.
Perhaps she feared the unknown future.
Once this child disappeared, she and Julian Fordham would have no connection whatsoever.
The corridor was cleaned very well, and the scent of disinfectant lingered in the air. The cold lights cast an even paler glow on her face.
At this moment, a wide palm grasped her hand tightly.
Victoria Monroe turned her head to meet Rhys Hawthorne’s deep black eyes, his gaze imbued with soothing gentleness, "Don’t be afraid."
His dry palm gently enveloped her trembling small hand, calming her inner anxiety and fear.
Just ahead was the ultrasound room; gentlemen were to halt.
However, Victoria Monroe did not let go of his hand, allowing him to hold it.
Rhys Hawthorne had no choice but to follow in. To avoid suspicion, he proactively drew the curtain.
"Don’t be nervous, I’m here."
Looking at the faintly outlined tall figure behind the curtain, Victoria Monroe’s heart calmed slightly.
"Don’t worry, Ms. Monroe. We’re just doing an examination now, no surgery yet. Just lie down."
Victoria Monroe lay on the bed, feeling warm ultrasound gel applied to her lower abdomen, and the probe glided smoothly around it.
Dr. Lee checked the data on the screen. Last time, Victoria Monroe’s ultrasound showed the child was still too small, not even having a heartbeat yet.
That was the child she had hoped for for many years, so she instinctively asked, "How’s the baby... Does it meet the surgical conditions?"
"Hmm, these twins are quite healthy, gestational sacs and..."
Victoria Monroe froze, she suddenly turned to Dr. Lee and asked, "Doctor, what did you just say? Twins?"
"Yes, Ms. Monroe. Didn’t you have an ultrasound? But your twins are at most just over forty days now, still too small, other indicators cannot be detected yet, but are you sure you want to abort? I notice your uterine wall is rather thin, in case of abortion, you may have difficulty conceiving in the future, even if having a chance, there’s a high risk of miscarriage."
At this point, Dr. Lee instinctively glanced at the man behind the curtain, her words intentionally directed at Rhys Hawthorne.
A business heir and an ex-actress pregnant.
On such a deep night, Rhys Hawthorne accompanying Victoria Monroe for an abortion, it’s hard not to associate the two together.
Doctor did not express anything verbally, she had already mentally scripted a three-million-word melodrama involving the actress and CEO.
Being a woman herself, she thought Rhys Hawthorne didn’t want the child and subconsciously spoke on behalf of Victoria Monroe.
Victoria Monroe did not hear what was said afterward; her mind was filled with one thing.
Twins.
What a huge surprise.
She had been preparing for pregnancy for years, not just one; but two!
If Julian Fordham hadn’t done what he did, she would have been so happy.
"Alright, Ms. Monroe, here’s the report, take a look, next we have to do an EKG and other check-ups."
Rhys Hawthorne pulled back the curtain to see her looking down at the ultrasound sheet, tears falling on it one by one.
The hand holding the sheet trembled.
Rhys Hawthorne walked to the bedside, raised a hand to soothe her hair, but at this moment, he didn’t know what to say.
Victoria Monroe leaned into his waist, clutched his clothes, choking with sobs, "Rhys Hawthorne, it’s not one life, it’s two."
Rhys Hawthorne gently stroked the back of her head, as if comforting a child, and softly asked, "Yes, I heard, so what do you plan to do?"