The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 971

She quickly made a decision. Answering the call, she asked calmly, "Did you finish your surgery?"

"Yeah, are you still at the hospital? A colleague said you came looking for me."

"Oh, I was just waiting for my test results. I got bored, so I swung by to see you. I'm done with the checkup now and getting ready to leave."

The ultrasound technician examining Ivy Windsor turned to look at her, clearly bewildered as to why she was lying.

Jamison Ludwig didn't suspect a thing. "What did the tests say?"

"Just a minor issue. I just need some rest and I'll be fine."

"Alright. I'll come find you and take you home."

Ivy panicked. She didn't want him coming over, but she couldn't make it too obvious or she'd give herself away.

"You don't need to come. It'll be faster if I just go to you," Ivy said, quickly adding, "I'll head your way right after I use the restroom."

Ivy figured she would placate him first, then call Dr. Beckett to ask her to keep the news a secret.

But to Ivy's utter shock, when she made the call, Dr. Beckett chuckled helplessly before Ivy could even finish her sentence. "Professor Ludwig is already in my office. I think it's best if you two have an honest conversation about this."

"What?" Ivy felt like the sky had just collapsed.

Caught red-handed in a lie—was anyone unluckier than her?

At that exact moment, Jamison was reeling from the news of his wife's unexpected pregnancy. The shock on his face was palpable.

"Could there be a mistake? We are always so careful. How is this even possible?" His reaction was identical to Ivy's.

Dr. Beckett didn't sugarcoat it, speaking bluntly as one medical professional to another. "As long as you have an active sex life, pregnancy is a possibility. The blood test is crystal clear. The ultrasound will show the embryo's development in a moment..."

Before Dr. Beckett could finish, Jamison turned on his heel and strode out, heading straight for the ultrasound room.

Ivy was lying on the examination table, a bundle of nerves, when the door was suddenly pushed open. She looked up and wasn't the least bit surprised to see Jamison standing there.

The ultrasound technician recognized him and nodded politely. "Dr. Ludwig."

Jamison gave a curt nod. His gaze swept past his wife without stopping and locked onto the ultrasound monitor.

The screen clearly displayed a tiny bean-shaped shadow in the uterus.

He frowned. She really was pregnant!

Though Jamison hadn't wanted another child, seeing Ivy so distressed made his chest tighten. He took the ultrasound report, his own anxiety mirroring hers.

When they returned to Dr. Beckett's office, she echoed the technician's assessment.

"Uterine bleeding is a sign of a threatened miscarriage, and right now there's no fetal heartbeat..." Dr. Beckett paused, noticing Ivy's pale face. She quickly softened her tone. "Perhaps you ovulated late, so conception happened later. That would explain the delayed development. Let's give it a week and see how the embryo progresses before making any decisions."

Ivy nodded. It was all she could do.

She stared at the ultrasound report in silence the entire ride home.

Jamison glanced at her several times before finally letting out a heavy sigh. "Honestly, my body isn't suited for having more kids. Maybe the sperm quality was poor and the embryo stopped developing. This isn't your fault."

"No, my gut tells me it's just developing a little slowly. He's going to be perfectly fine," Ivy said with absolute certainty.

Jamison raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you afraid of having another son?"

"What if it's a daughter?"

Seeing that she was practically obsessing over the idea of a girl, Jamison just shook his head, at a loss for words.