Hamilton managed a wry smile but ultimately remained silent.
After parting ways with Scarlett, it was only then that Hamilton lowered his gaze to speak with Natalia.
“Natalia, I won’t let anything happen to you or our child.”
Natalia’s fingers clenched slightly, and it took her a moment before she responded.
“I know.”
Hamilton had been fiercely protective of her lately.
Whether it was the Fowler family or the Powell family, he had managed to keep them at bay, ensuring they didn’t dare cross her.
“But as long as there’s even the slightest risk, I’ll still stand by my decision.”
Hamilton laughed softly, choosing not to say more.
He thought to himself that perhaps what they needed was time.
No matter, he had patience in abundance.
Hamilton had arranged for a private doctor for Natalia.
After the check-up, the doctor cheerfully pointed out on the screen, “Here’s the head, and here’s the little bum. Your baby looks very healthy.”
Natalia, looking at the ultrasound image on the computer screen, felt a sudden sourness at the tip of her nose.
This was her child, connected to her by blood.
Her and Hamilton’s child.
She thought to herself that she must bring this child into the world, healthy and strong.
“How about I print a copy for you?”
The doctor had been instructed not to keep any records of the check-up.
But she could see how much this lady cared about her child.
Natalia touched the screen softly, but eventually shook her head.
“No, that’s okay.”
The doctor frowned, about to say something, but Natalia had already thanked her and left.
Sighing, the doctor deleted all the records of the check-up, then replaced them with a diagnosis for irregular periods.
After Natalia and Hamilton had left, Delilah sneaked in.
“Doctor, what was that woman here for?”
The doctor frowned slightly, “I’m sorry, but we can’t disclose patient information.”
Delilah smiled, placing a card in front of the doctor.
“There’s half a million in here. I just want to know what’s wrong with her health.”
The doctor’s eyes flickered, slowly pocketing the card.
Then she pulled up the records on her computer.
“Irregular periods.”
Delilah sighed in relief at those words.
Only after Delilah had left did the doctor take out her phone and call Hamilton.
“Indeed, a lady was here, and she left a card with half a million. I did as you instructed.”
Hamilton, driving, felt his expression darken gradually.
“I understand.”
After hanging up, he took Natalia’s hand.
“Natalia, how about we put work on hold for now, okay?”
Natalia paused, then laughed softly, “Has Delilah started to suspect, then?”
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