Chapter 634: Pregnant

Mr. Know-it-all hadn't understood the checklist. Hannah was speechless. What had he been studying so intently?

She sneered, "If you don't understand it, why were you looking at it?"

Oscar, embarrassed, had mistaken it for a test results list, not realizing it contained only a couple of indices, lacking actual results. He didn't grasp the numbers' significance.

"Give it to me," Hannah demanded.

Oscar hesitated. "Let's find the doctor," he suggested instead. He took her hand and hurried her to the doctor's office, Hannah following with some difficulty. She gritted her teeth, mentally plotting his later retribution.

The doctor smiled at the checklist, causing Oscar to frown. "Congratulations! Mrs. Wells is pregnant," she announced.

Relief washed over Hannah. She'd suspected it, but hearing it confirmed felt incredibly reassuring, much like the anticipation before receiving her college acceptance letter after a good exam score.

But Oscar, the man who'd always longed for a child, sat frozen, petrified. The doctor was equally stunned by his reaction; it was unexpected and awkward.

Hannah frowned. Didn't he want a child? Why this stunned silence? She'd expected ecstatic joy. She nudged him. "Oscar, the doctor said I'm pregnant."

Wasn't he happy?

He stared intently. "If you don't like it, I will…" He covered her mouth, silencing her.

His unexpected reaction disappointed Hannah.

"Don't talk, you'll scare the baby," he whispered gently.

Goosebumps erupted on Hannah's skin. He released her mouth, but his grip on her hand tightened, causing a slight pain, though it was insignificant compared to her current astonishment.

"Are there any precautions we should take now?" Oscar asked the doctor.

The abrupt change in demeanor left the doctor momentarily confused, but she quickly recovered.

"Early pregnancy requires careful attention. Avoid heavy lifting, excessive walking, running, and falls; the fetus is very vulnerable. Eat lightly to avoid digestive upset. And, couples should avoid sexual intercourse…"

"Is what we did last night okay?" Oscar asked anxiously.

"Was there any bleeding?" the doctor asked calmly.

"No."

"Then it should be fine."

"Even though we did it four times?" Oscar pressed.

The doctor, and Hannah, were embarrassed. Why this persistent, foolish question?

"If there's no bleeding, it shouldn't be a problem."

"Even though she was tired and exhausted?"

"...As long as there's no bleeding and Mrs. Wells isn't uncomfortable, there's no problem."

"Are you uncomfortable?" Oscar asked Hannah.

She thought he was acting like a three-year-old. Blushing, she said, "No."

"Didn't you say it hurt last night?" he asked nervously. "Does it still hurt? If I knew it hurt, I would have stopped…"

Hannah internally groaned. She'd only said it hurt to get him to stop. The middle-aged doctor's presence heightened her mortification.

"Should we have another examination?" Oscar asked again.

The doctor finally interjected, "No need, for now. The fetus is just implanting; an examination might not reveal anything. Come back in a few days for an ultrasound to confirm the fetal heartbeat."

Oscar calmed slightly. "Try not to worry," the doctor advised. "As long as you avoid overly strenuous activity, there's no need for excessive caution."

She could tell the father was overly anxious.

"Okay, thank you, Doctor," Hannah said. "Can we leave now?" She was eager to escape the potential embarrassment of Oscar divulging further details of their sex life.

"Yes," the doctor said gently. "Remember to return in a few days for the ultrasound and to schedule regular prenatal care."

"Okay," Hannah replied.

Taking Oscar's hand, she started to leave, wanting to hurry.

"Slow down," Oscar said.

"When you dragged me to the doctor, I almost flew!" Hannah exclaimed.

Oscar stiffened.

"It's okay," Hannah reassured him, seeing his expression. "The doctor said not to worry."

"No," Oscar insisted.

Hannah frowned. "My little princess mustn't be frightened."

"Are you talking about the baby?" Hannah raised an eyebrow.

"You're also my princess," Oscar added.

"How can you be so sure it's a girl? What if it's a boy?"