Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 855

The next morning, Stella's alarm clock went off with just one ring.

She turned around in a daze, and got into Clarence's arms, “Aren't you going to the company?”

Clarence put down his phone and put his arms around her, “No, just go to sleep, and I'll accompany you to the hospital when you wake up.”

Stella forgot about it.

She slept for another half an hour, and when she woke up again, Clarence was no longer in the bedroom.

She sat by the bed and called him twice, but heard no reply.

Then she went into the bathroom to wash, and when she came out again, he just came back from outside.

Stella asked, “Did you buy breakfast?”

Clarence put breakfast on the table, and poured hot water for her, “Are you feeling bad?”

She shook his head while holding a glass of water and drinking, “No, I'm good.”

This pregnancy is different from the previous two times.

She didn't know if it was because it became a habit, or that she had taken those medicines to tone her body.

Stella drank the water and looked at the paper bag on the table, “Is this from the restaurant downstairs?”

Clarence pulled a chair for her and said, “No, I drove out to buy it. You need to eat more nutritious food.”

Stella saw the contents of the food boxes clearly when she heard his words.

Indeed... quite nutritious, it was all-green food.

Clarence sat opposite her, “In the future, they will deliver some food every morning. Tell me in advance what you want to eat.”

Stella ate the vegetable porridge with shredded chicken on it and said, “Why don't you just give me their number and I'll just get in touch with them by myself.”

She was a little embarrassed that he was tired enough every day, and he still had to take some time for these little things in her life.

He thought for a while and said okay.

When she was pregnant, her taste and appetite were different than usual.

What's more, she was indeed better at these things than he was.

After breakfast, they went straight to the hospital.

Nathan had already dealt with everything in advance, and when they arrived, Stella began to do routine inspections.

During the process, she was a little nervous, but with Clarence staying by her side almost every step of the way, she felt safe.

Stella was sitting in the corridor, holding his hand, and for no reason remembered that time when she had just learned that she was pregnant in the hospital more than a year ago.

Those memories seem to be a long time ago.

When she thinks about it now, she doesn't realize how lonely and confused she was at that time.

She just feels lucky, lucky that she didn't miss the baby.

The doctor said, “Even if there are no mistakes during the whole pregnancy process, and the day of delivery goes smoothly, there will inevitably be a risk of postpartum hemorrhage. That's why I advise the two of you to think twice before you leap.”

Stella said, “I have already thought about it very clearly. No matter what happens, I want to give birth to this child. Please give me that medicine.”

Seeing her attitude is so determined, the doctor does not plan to say more, “That's it, you're only one month pregnant, and you should come back to file in two weeks.”

After speaking, the doctor reminded, “Remember that you must keep your mind calm, don't get angry, and don't quarrel with people, especially in the first three months, you can't make any mistakes. Even after three months, you can't relax, you must be vigilant at all times, and if you feel uncomfortable, you must come to the hospital immediately.”

“Finally, my suggestion is that if you want to reduce the risk, it is best to wait until the child is seven or eight months old, and then you can have a C-section. But this is not necessarily risk-free. I can only say that it will be better than sticking to natural birth.”

On the way out of the hospital, Stella kept looking at Clarence and wanted to say something several times, but in the end, she did not say anything.

Clarence met her gaze, her tense expression eased a bit, seeing her worry and anxiety, he said, “You are afraid that I won't let you keep it?”

Stella nodded lightly and held his hand tightly.

Clarence pulled her into his arms, and his tone was a little helpless and remorseful, “I won't say this kind of words to you twice. You take good care of the baby, and let me take care of the rest.”

Her head was stuffed in his arms, and after a while, she said, “Thank you.”

For choosing to stand by her side in this situation.

Stella also knew very well that she was desperate and even risked her own life.

But she really had no other choice.

That little guy is still waiting for the umbilical cord blood.