Drenched in Love novel Chapter 21

A lot of people were in the hospital. Stephen made a phone call, and the dean came with doctors and nurses.

In the dean's office.

The nurse drew blood for Sophia and the dean took out the best tea to make for Stephen. The dean wanted to have a few talk with Stephen, so that they could have closer relationship, but he had to shut up seeing that Stephen was silent.

Two hours later, the blood test results came out, and the director of obstetrics and gynecology came over with it.

Sophia suddenly stood up from the chair. The movement was so violent that it brought the chair under it jarring in the quiet office. Stephen frowned at Sophia and then looked at the director of obstetrics and gynecology.

“Mr. Berry, the concentration of HCG in Miss Carter's blood is very high, which can basically determine that Miss Carter is pregnant.”

Hearing that, people in the office clearly felt the air cold.

The director of obstetrics and gynecology could not help shivering.

After a long time, Stephen said, “She is pregnant? Are you sure?”

The director of obstetrics and gynecology explained, “HCG test is an important method of pregnancy test, but it is not 100 percent accurate. Whether to be pregnant, B-mode ultrasound can determine it to see whether there is embryo in uterine cavity. But...”

Director of obstetrics and gynecology took a look at Sophia and then continued, “Miss Carter's current menopause time is relatively short, B-mode ultrasound cannot see that temporarily. It is best to take a B-mode ultrasound 45 days after menopause, so that it can determine if she is pregnant.”

In the car.

Stephen sat in the driver's seat and did not start the car for a long time. He reclined in the expensive calfskin seat of the Bentley Continental, frowning slightly, and looked out into the outpatient building with eyes as unemotional as the depths of ancient Wells.

Sophia tilted her head, “Mr. Berry, Don’t worry, if I am pregnant, I will abort this child.”

As her words just fell, Stephen who had been silent suddenly turned his head looked at Sophia sharply, “It seems that you are used to kill and killing your child is normal to you!”

Sophia wanted to explain, but Stephen stepped on the accelerator, and the Bentley Continental flew out like an arrow. Sophia's forehead “banged” against the front windshield.

Stephen took a look at her but still did not slow down.

Sophia touched the red swollen forehead with one hand and tightly grasped the handle with the other. She did not understand what Stephen meant.

He didn't want to have sex with her and was angry when he knew she did not take birth pills. She said she would not pester him and said she would abort that child. Shouldn’t he be happy, why was he so angry?

The doctor said that HCG was high, but it did not necessarily prove pregnancy, but both she and he knew it was just euphemism. Pregnancy was almost certain.

Stephen finally stopped the car.

“Get off.”

Cold voice as before was heard.

Sophia obediently opened the door and got off from the passenger seat.

By the time Sophia came out of the cemetery, the Bentley parked on the curb was gone.

Sophia walked back to ZD Villa in rain. It was the middle of the night. She simply took a bath and lay down in bed to fall asleep.

As she fell asleep, Stephen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling Windows of the two-story villa next to the cemetery, taking a deep breath with his cigarette between his hands and exhaling several smoke rings.

The window was open, and the night wind brought rain and hit him in the face. Stephen blinked his eyes, threw the cigarette butt on the ground to mix with a dozen butts on it, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket again and lit it.

Because she got drenched by rain at night, when she woke up the next morning, Sophia was in headache, and her throat was hoarse. She knew it was a symptom of a cold and got up immediately to boil some water. After drinking hot water at home all day, her throat stopped hurting by the evening.

Sophia relieved, luckily she had not got a cold. At this time, she did not have money to see a doctor or buy medicine.

Sophia holding pillow slanted on the sofa, trying to take a nap. As soon as she closed her eyes, she opened them again, got off the sofa as fast as she could, ran to the bathroom, and took off her clothes to examine.

Seeing her clean underwear, Sophia's heart sank: no blood.

It should be the day of her period. But it did not come.

As he went to work on Monday, Stephen also thought of this. He had his secretary personally ask Sophia up to the president's office on the 28th floor and ask her about her period.

Sophia was honest.

Stephen was silent for a while and waved her out.