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Chapter 479

Chapter: 479

Threatened miscarriage?

Tyrone felt a rush of confusion. After a beat, he managed to ask, “Did you say my wife’s pregnant?”

There was a look of surprise on the doctor’s face as he examined Tyrone, finding something vaguelyfamiliar about him.

“You are her husband, correct? Weren’t you aware that your wife is four months into her pregnancy?”the doctor inquired seriously.

The information hit Tyrone Like a thunderbolt. “Four months?”

Four months prior, Galilea hadn’t returned and everything between him and Sabrina was stillharmonious.

Had she been carrying their child all this while?

Was Sabrina aware of her pregnancy?

He asked her if she would still choose to divorce if she was pregnant with his child. She had said thatshe would get an abortion.

Was she oblivious of her condition?

But she was four months pregnant. How could she have not known?

She must have lied to him, saying she wouldn’t give birth to their child.

She didn’t consider an abortion.

This child was their baby.novelbin

The thought of Sabrina carrying their child made Tyrone feel as if the world around him had become ablur. He wasn’t sure if it was shock or joy that overwhelmed him. He was just filled with a warmth thatenveloped his heart.

This baby offered another chance at their faltering marriage and he was determined not to let it slip.

Seeing Tyrone lost in thought, the doctor brought his attention back.

“Your wife has a congenital uterine malformation, and her endometrium is thin, The risk of miscarriageis high. If she miscarries now, it will be challenging for her to conceive again. So, she must stay in bedto prevent any chances of miscarriage!”

“I understand. I will ensure that,” Tyrone responded firmly, resolved to protect Sabrina and their unbornchild.

Sabrina remained in a coma and was moved to the ward.

Her face was still red and swollen, with gauze covering both sides.

Tyrone seated himself by her bedside. His eyes softened as he looked at her bruised face.

He held her hand and gently laid his other hand on her belly, a sense of wonder flooding him abouttheir growing child.

The four-month-old baby was steadily growing and developing.

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