30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband novel Chapter 535

One afternoon, Leonora woke up from a nap feeling dizzy and nearly toppled over as she tried to get out of bed. Thankfully, she managed to steady herself by grabbing onto the wardrobe next to her. After a moment of leaning against it, she was hit by a wave of nausea.

With her right hand pressing against her stomach, Leonora knew she couldn’t keep going like this. She needed to see a doctor, fearing she might be seriously ill. Her parents were both at work, so she picked up her phone and called Joselyn. “Hey Joselyn, are you free right now? I’m not feeling well. Can you come with me to the hospital?”

Feeling too weak to go by herself, she had no choice but to ask Joselyn for help.

On the other end, Joselyn replied, “I was just about to ask you to go shopping. Hold tight, I’ll be there in a few.”

After about fifteen minutes, Leonora got dressed and was ready when she heard Joselyn knocking on her door. Upon stepping in and seeing Leonora, who had lost weight and looked pale, Joselyn was shocked. “Arielle, what happened to you? You said you were taking time off to rest, but you look worse!”

She gently grabbed Leonora's chin, turning her face from side to side, scrutinizing her complexion. “Can you even look at yourself? Anyone would think something terrible has happened to you.”

“What exactly did you say was wrong again over the phone?” Joselyn asked, her concern deepening.

Breathlessly, Leonora replied, “I feel dizzy and nauseous, and even though I’ve been eating well, I just don’t have any strength.”

Leonora, usually so healthy, couldn’t understand why resting at home hadn’t helped. Hearing her symptoms, Joselyn suggested, “Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Alright.”

With that, they headed downstairs together. Walking down the stairs seemed to help Leonora feel a bit better. Soon, they were in the car.

Holding the steering wheel, Joselyn suddenly turned to Leonora and said, “Arielle, I need to ask you something, but don't freak out, okay?”

Leonora looked at her. “Go ahead, I won’t freak out.”

She had already told Joselyn about her breakup with Taylor over the phone a few days ago, and Taylor hadn’t contacted her since. Seeing Leonora’s calmness, Joselyn cautiously asked, “Is there any chance you could be pregnant?”

Given the symptoms Leonora described, including her constant drowsiness, Joselyn couldn’t help but suspect pregnancy. “And Taylor did mention wanting kids, so who knows if he might have done something,” Joselyn added, planting seeds of doubt.

At Joselyn’s question, Leonora felt a pang of anxiety, hesitantly saying, “That shouldn’t be possible. I’ve been careful.”

“But anything could happen. The world is full of surprises, especially with something as easy as getting pregnant,” Joselyn reasoned. “The medication Dr. Fleming prescribed is reliable, but nothing is 100% foolproof. Accidents happen.”

The more Joselyn spoke, the more Leonora’s heart sank, and her complexion grew even paler. She had already ended things with Taylor. What would it mean if she were pregnant now? She hoped against hope that life wouldn’t play such a cruel joke on her.

They had managed to keep Leonora’s relationship with Taylor a secret for over two years, with no one else knowing. Joselyn had hoped Leonora would make a dramatic reveal and win Taylor over, but now she felt she might have put too much pressure on her friend. Especially after learning why Taylor had approached Leonora in the first place, Joselyn was furious, almost confronting Taylor to fight for Leonora’s honor, had Leonora not stopped her.

Leonora had asked her to leave her some dignity, some semblance of respect. Thinking back on these events, Joselyn angrily declared, “That jerk, I hope he gets what’s coming to him.”

Leonora remained silent, too preoccupied with her own turmoil to even think about cursing Taylor or bringing him up. All her focus was on herself, hoping against hope she wasn’t pregnant and that this issue wouldn’t escalate.

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More than twenty minutes later, when they arrived at the hospital, Joselyn had scheduled appointments with several specialists and then joined Leonora in filling out forms for tests. After completing some of the tests, they sat outside the specialist's office waiting to be called. By then, Leonora had already started to break out in a cold sweat.

The doctor had suggested she first visit the OB-GYN department for an ultrasound and other checks before proceeding to a CT scan to avoid radiation exposure. Sitting next to Leonora and noticing the nervous sweat on her forehead, Joselyn tried to offer some comfort. “Arielle, try not to worry too much. Maybe you're not pregnant.”

“Even if you are, it's not the end of the world. We'll just be honest with our families and tell them what happened. We'll say you were at a work dinner, and your boss got you drunk and took advantage of you, and that's how you ended up pregnant. As for the past two years, we don't have to talk about that. Your parents definitely won’t blame you.”

Joselyn’s attempt at comfort only made Leonora feel more anxious and nervous. It seemed as though, even without the test results, she had already been judged as pregnant.