Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 851

Since it was so late, they didn't want to bother Helen. Mr. Bennett Thompson went into the kitchen himself and threw together a warm bowl of chicken noodle soup for Yvonne.

Yvonne wasn't a picky eater and finished the entire bowl.

“Full?” Bennett asked.

“Mmm,” Yvonne nodded. The next second, Bennett swept her up into his arms.

“I'm still hungry,” Bennett said, striding quickly towards the bedroom.

On his wedding night, Mr. Noah Thompson slept alone.

Bennett and Yvonne, on the other hand, spent a passionate night together, tangled in each other's arms until the early hours.

Probably from exhaustion, Yvonne fell asleep immediately afterward.

The next morning, she was woken by a sharp pain.

She rolled over, clutching her stomach and groaning.

Bennett, who had just woken up and was sitting on the edge of the bed getting dressed, saw her furrowed brow and asked, “What's wrong?”

“My stomach hurts.” Yvonne, still groggy from sleep, replied with her eyes half-closed, “I think my period is about to start.”

After hearing that, Bennett looked at her intently for a moment before saying, “Your period isn't due now. Isn't it already about two weeks late?”

Bennett kept better track of Yvonne's cycle than she did herself. However, he had been away at the military base recently, so he wasn't sure if her last period had come or not.

Hearing that, Yvonne was instantly wide awake. She realized her period really hadn't come this month; it was almost two weeks late.

She sat up in bed automatically, staring at Bennett in a daze.

After speaking, Dr. Powell had a resident physician take them downstairs to the examination rooms.

They drew blood first, then performed the ultrasound. Throughout the entire process, Yvonne was in a complete daze. Bennett, however, seemed much calmer, staying by her side and cooperating with the doctors.

The test results came back in the afternoon: Yvonne was six weeks pregnant. She hadn't had a clue, which showed just how oblivious she could be.

The abdominal pain was caused by their strenuous activities the previous night, compounded by her somewhat delicate constitution, which had led to the pain and slight spotting.

The doctor prescribed prenatal supplements and strictly instructed them to abstain from intercourse for the first trimester. Bennett cleared his throat, a flash of frustrated resignation crossing his face, while Yvonne fought back a flushed smile.

Dr. Powell was very thorough and responsible. She listed all the dos and don'ts for pregnancy in a booklet, wrote down the date for the next prenatal check-up, and reminded them to be on time.

After the examination, Bennett held Yvonne's hand as they walked out of the hospital.