Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2007

Julia had finally conceived a child with Zac, a tangible symbol of their love. With this child, they would be forever connected.

She gazed down, her hand resting gently on her stomach, a smile spreading across her face.

As women aged, their maternal instincts often became more pronounced. Their initial reaction to pregnancy was naturally one of joy and fulfillment.

But soon, Julia's smile faded, replaced by a worried frown. In her excitement, she had overlooked something important—contraception had always been Zac's choice.

He had once told her that their lives were too unstable, that a child would only hold them back. He had claimed that a child born to a murderer wouldn't have a future, and so, he had forbidden her from getting pregnant.

In these seven years together, she had endured five abortions for him. Deep down, she couldn't shake the fear that this child's fate might be no different.

The thought made her heart sink, and she frowned involuntarily.

"Ms. Sparks, are you with me?" the doctor's voice cut through her thoughts. He waved a hand in front of her face, snapping her back to reality.

"What's the matter, doctor? Yes, I'm listening."

"I was asking if you've had any previous abortions," the doctor said, his expression growing serious.

"Yes, I've had a few procedures. Is there a problem?" Julia replied, a sense of unease creeping over her.

"That's what I was afraid of. The previous surgeries have caused significant damage to your uterus, and unfortunately, it's irreversible. The fact that you've conceived again is a rare stroke of luck. My advice is to try to keep the baby if you can," the doctor said.

"Why?" Julia's voice wavered with a mix of surprise and concern. She quickly softened her tone and added, "What I mean is, both my husband and I are very focused on our careers right now. Can't we wait a couple more years before having a baby?"

The doctor couldn't help but laugh, a touch of frustration in his voice. "You shouldn't be thinking like that. You're already approaching the age for a high-risk pregnancy.

"Waiting another two years would only increase the risks. And with your current condition, if you experience another miscarriage, you may not be able to have children again."

"Are you saying this is my only chance to be a mother?" Julia's heart raced, her hands gripping her lap tightly.

Despite offering to help, Abigail merely linked arms with Helen, unaware of the precautions necessary when around a pregnant woman.

Helen didn't mind at all; she wasn't fragile, and a short walk wasn't something to make a big deal of.

"Was it just you and her? Is Germaine still out searching?" Helen asked.

"Don't even get me started," Abigail said. "That chick is way tougher than I am. She hasn't slept for two days and is still as sharp as ever. I'm honestly impressed..."

As they stepped out of the elevator, Helen's eyes immediately landed on a familiar figure.

Julia?

Wasn't she always with Zac? What was she doing here?