Love Coming from the Least Expected novel Chapter 18

Love Coming from the Least Expected Chapter 18

Once we arrived at the hospital, Lyle ran into the hospital with

me in his arms and shouted, “Help! Quick! My wife has lost a lot

of blood…”

A group of doctors and nurses came rushing out and swiftly

helped me onto an empty surgical bed before pushing me into an

operating room.

I was actually afraid to go under anesthesia. Once we were in the

operating room, I grasped the doctor’s hand and said, “Doctor,

I’m pregnant. I think I’m having a miscarriage.”

I couldn’t see the doctor’s expression as he was wearing a

surgical mask, but I was sure that he glanced at my lower body

for a moment. Nodding, he said to a nurse, “Let’s get her into the

delivery room. Send an obstetrician in there too.”

After that, they pushed my surgical bed out of the operating

room. Immediately, I heaved a sigh of relief.

I felt dizzy from fatigue and blood loss, and because of that, I fell

asleep unknowingly.

When I woke up, I was in a single-bedded ward, and my bed was

surrounded by pink curtains. It was very quiet, and I could hear

Lyle talking to someone.

“Good thing you guys came in the nick of time, so we managed to

save the fetus. Since this is her first pregnancy and it’s still in the

early stage, there is an increased risk of miscarriage. Hence,

extra care is needed for her to have a safe pregnancy.”

Then came Lyle’s voice. “Thank you, doctor. We’ll be extra careful

from now on.”

As I lay on the hospital bed, I stared at the ceiling that was

decorated like a starry sky. Now that he was aware of the

pregnancy, I wonder what he thought of it.

Soon, the doctor opened the door and left the ward. Lyle pulled

open the curtain to peep at me, and when he saw that I was

awake, he instantly smiled and asked cautiously, “You’re up,

dear. Do you want some water? Are you hungry?”

I opened my mouth to speak but didn’t know what to say.

He brought my hand to his lips and asked in an almost inaudible

voice, “Dear, can I ask you something?”

Sensing from his expression that something was amiss, my heart

began to race. I had a gut feeling that Lyle was going to ask

about the baby.

Sure enough, he lifted his head and looked me straight in the eye

with a somber look.

I felt terribly guilty and held my breath before stammering, “G-Go

ahead.”

His eyes were still fixated on me, and the atmosphere was rather

tense.

Instead of throwing questions at me immediately, he pulled the