Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 853

Hearing this, Yvonne reached out and gave his arm a firm pinch. “Does that hurt?” she asked with a soft laugh.

“No,” Bennett replied, shaking his head.

Just as Yvonne was about to pinch him again, Bennett wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace.

“Vonnie, if this is all a dream, I never want to wake up.”

A wave of bittersweet emotion washed over Yvonne. She wrapped her arms around him, patting his back gently. “The baby and I will always be by your side,” she soothed.

At only six weeks pregnant, Yvonne hadn't made a big announcement.

She had only told Sandra. After all, the pregnancy meant her work schedule needed a complete overhaul. Yvonne wouldn't be able to take on any new jobs for at least a year.

Yvonne had expected Sandra to scold her for being lovesick and unprofessional. But surprisingly, Sandra was thrilled and even came to visit her at Cherry Bay, bringing a host of supplements and gifts.

“So it’s really true?” Sandra asked, her hand gently touching Yvonne's flat stomach.

“The doctor said it's been six weeks,” Yvonne confirmed.

“You’re something else, you know that? Only finding out at six weeks,” Sandra teased, lightly poking Yvonne’s forehead. “So, where’s your own personal prince?”

“He just got a call and had to go back to the base,” Yvonne replied.

Bennett was supposed to go back this morning but had taken an extra day off because Yvonne wasn't feeling well.

But when his unit called tonight, it sounded like an urgent mission, so he left in a hurry.

For years, Sandra had been trapped in a cycle of self-blame and regret, unable to move on. She always believed she hadn't been strong enough to keep her child.

Sandra’s sadness lasted only a moment before she composed herself. “Since you’re pregnant, what have you and Mr. Bennett Thompson discussed?”

“Discussed what?” Yvonne asked, confused.

She was pregnant, so of course she was going to have the baby. She and Bennett didn't need to discuss whether or not to keep it.

Sandra was momentarily speechless. “You two are still secretly married,” she said, exasperated. “If the baby is born now, people could easily label it illegitimate. For the child’s sake, don’t you think you should announce your marriage? Or just go ahead and have the wedding. I’ve already had the company's PR department draft an announcement, ready to go whenever you are.”

Yvonne hadn't even considered this. Sandra's reminder made her realize that their secret marriage was indeed a problem that needed to be addressed.