After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage novel Chapter 9

The doctor chuckled, assuming they were just an overly affectionate couple. "The baby has an equal chance of resembling either parent. There's no way to guarantee which way it'll go."

"Is there anything that might increase the odds?" Alistair pressed.

"Not really," the doctor shook his head, then seemed to remember something. " Eating fruits and drinking milk might help."

Satisfied with this answer, Alistair's tense expression finally relaxed. He immediately pulled out his phone and ordered everything the doctor had mentioned.

"I'll have the housekeeper prepare these for you every day," he told Vivian. "Make sure you eat them."

Vivian looked puzzled, not understanding why he was so obsessed with whether the baby would look like its mother or father. She pouted dramatically.

"Every single day? But Alistair, I can barely keep anything down as it is..."

His smile remained fixed,"For the baby, eat it."

Hearing them wrapping up with the doctor, Elaine quickly stepped back from the door. Moments later, it swung open, and she found herself face-to-face with Vivian.

"Well, hello, Elaine," Vivian smirked. "Must be hard seeing how Alistair takes care of me."

The taunt hung in the air, but after what she'd just overheard, Elaine couldn't help but let out a small, bitter laugh.

Vivian had expected jealousy, not laughter. She didn't realize how pathetic her situation truly was—Alistair wasn't caring for her out of love but because he wanted a child who resembled his dead girlfriend.

As he turned away, Elaine called after him. "This is important. Don't you want to see what it is?"

He hesitated for just a moment, but continued walking.

"Elaine, only two things matter in my life," he said without turning back. "Sophia, and this baby who's going to look just like her. Everything else is irrelevant."

She watched him go away. If she was insignificant, then so be it. Without saying another word, she went downstairs to the parking lot, found his car, opened the door with fingerprint, and threw the divorce certificate in.

Then she closed the door, walked away, didn't look back.