She knew that what Carlos had said just now was because of Sven's injury. She shouldn't feel terrible, and she didn't even have the right to say anything.
But her heart was so painful as if it didn't belong to her anymore. She felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.
Carlos's car had gone far away. Celia was still sitting on the ground in a mess.
Other parents came around and asked about her.
Her face was pale and her chest was blocked. She couldn't say a word.
Everyone didn't dare to do anything to her and just called an ambulance.
No family member. Sitting in the ambulance alone, Celia felt her belly aching, as if there was something to be lifted from her body.
"Stomachache! Are you pregnant?"
According to her symptoms, the doctor made such a judgment.
Celia was a little surprised. She frowned and became more confused.
"When is your last period?"
"Don't you even know that you have menstruation? Did it postpone? "
The doctor had a look at Celia's age and thought she was still young, so she must have no self-respect for the sake of sex.
Celia endured the pain and tried to recall.
It seemed that it had been nearly ten days late.
But she was quite tired recently and fell asleep as soon as she got home, so she didn't care about it at all.
The thought made Celia's face paler and paler. She clutched her hands falling on both sides involuntarily, which made her lower abdomen even more painful.
"Relax, don't be nervous. There is little blood and it is not serious."
The doctor comforted her, frowning. Then he asked the nurse to give her a tranquilizer.
A sharp pain grabbed Celia's head. She felt like she had been drained. The doctor's words kept repeating in her head. As a result, Celia, who was usually afraid of having an injection, didn't even notice that the nurse had injected her with tranquilizer.
Pregnant?
She's pregnant?
Everything had been proved by the doctor's prediction.
She was really pregnant, and it was Carlos's child!
The child of a man who knew her for less than several months and would be divorced in three years!
Everything had been deviated from the original track after the Mo clan's incident. To this day, she could no longer control it.
The condition of Celia was within the control of her body. What she needed to do next was the general fetal treatment.
So the doctor said to her.
"Inform your family to go through the formalities quickly.
Your condition is not serious but you still have to stay in hospital for a few days. You can leave the hospital until the baby is in a stable condition."
Lying on the bed, Celia had a hard time hearing the doctor's words.
Family?
She had no family.
Seeing that she was in silence with a bitter expression, the doctor frowned and asked, "where is the child's father?"
The baby's father
He was accompanying the other child.
She didn't blame Carlos for worrying about Sven. But she couldn't help thinking, 'if he knows that his another child is in danger, will he still worry about the baby?'?
The doctor sighed deeply when he saw Celia kept silent.
"You have to stay in the hospital for at least three days for observation. I can help you deal with the formalities. But today or tomorrow, don't walk around. Stay on the bed as much as possible. It's better to have someone take care of you."
The first name crossed Celia's mind was definitely not Carlos. She thought of Amanda.
But she wanted to tell her when she was in a stable condition.
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