Chapter 129
I quickly drank a few more sips of mixed-grain porridge. But still, I couldn't suppress the surge in my stomach. Lavonne looked at me with concern and asked, “What’s wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?”
I shook my head and forcefully suppressed the nausea. After a while, I sighed and said, “I will never drink so much alcohol again.”
Lavonne pouted, “I used to take you to the bar more often, otherwise you wouldn't have such a low alcohol tolerance.”
Speaking of which, it’s all because of Reynaldo. He used to be so overbearing, always stopping me from taking you out for drinks. It made me too afraid to even call you. I almost burst out laughing when I heard him described as a “housewife.”
Just as I was laughing, sadness welled up in my heart. Back then, Reynaldo was indeed like a housekeeper, managing my every move. But now, he is indifferent. How can one not feel uncomfortable with such a contrast?
Chapter 129
As I was thinking, another wave of nausea hit me. This time I couldn’t hold it back and quickly rushed to the roadside to vomit uncontrollably. Lavonne hurried out after me, worriedly patting my back.
After a moment, she looked at me with a strange expression and said, “Ralda, with the way you’re vomiting, could it be… that you’re pregnant?”
I shook all over, shaking my head hastily. “How is that possible? Absolutely impossible!”
Lavonne laughed. “Look at how excited you are, I was just guessing.” After a pause, she added, “However, pregnancy does cause nausea. Of course, it’s also possible you vomited from drinking last night.”
“Yeah, it must have been my stomach,” I said absentmindedly, feeling my face go cold.
Lavonne held my hand. “Were you very afraid of getting pregnant?”
“Of course I was scared! I was about to break up with Reynaldo. How could I possibly get pregnant with his child?”
“But what if I really am pregnant?”
“Impossible!” I said firmly, but my heart was shaky. Because recalling that time with the Humphrey family, I hadn't taken any precautions with Reynaldo. It’s been almost half a month, and over forty days since my last period. Before, I thought it was due to stress and an irregular routine. But now, hearing Lavonne say this, I was truly scared.
Lavonne looked at me strangely. “Are you so eager to deny it because you aren't pregnant, or because you’re afraid of being pregnant with his baby?”
“…I was scared,” I whispered, tears welling up. I was really scared.
Lavonne quickly put her arm around me. “Don’t be afraid. What I said was just a guess.”
Think back, did you only vomit today, or have you vomited before? And, about your period, is it regular?
I pursed my lips, feeling anxious. I have vomited before, but wasn’t that motion sickness?
Lavonne looked at me, sighed, and said, “Ralda, why don’t we go to the hospital for a check-up? If we’re not pregnant, we can be relieved. And if… I mean, if we are pregnant, let’s make a plan, okay?”
Chapter 129
I nodded stiffly. I hope I wasn’t pregnant; otherwise, what would I do? Lavonne drove, and we quickly arrived at the nearby hospital. I explained my situation to the doctor, who gave me blood and ultrasound forms. The blood test results would take several hours; the ultrasound report came out quickly.
The doctor held the report and said, “Congratulations.”
I felt my eyes go black and almost fainted. Luckily, Lavonne caught me. She asked the doctor, “Congratulations for what? Is she really pregnant?”
“Hmm!” the doctor held up the report. “Look here, there are two fertilized eggs. Congratulations, you're expecting twins.”
“Wow! Twins!” Lavonne exclaimed excitedly, looking at me. Seeing my ashen face, she quickly suppressed her laughter. “Sorry, I just find the idea of twins so fascinating.”