Chapter 257
Patrick rubbed his hands together, feeling the weight of the situation. The baby’s on the way and that’s seen coge is a bit of a sticky wicket.”
Greta leaned in. “Dad, she’s heading to the hospital for her monthly checkup. You’re pretty churtery with the text of tenderly w right? Just have them slip her some meds that could, you know, interfere with the baby’s grows Nature might pot sets
Patrick was taken aback. “Isn’t that a bit too harsh?”
Greta coaxed, “Dad, think about it. If I become Mrs. Dawson, you’d be the fatherinlaw of someone big in bygness. With his tecken our company would be unstoppable”
People took risks for wealth just as birds faced danger for food
Patrick decided to ignore any lingering doubts. Alright, for your sake, I do it this once, he said, a determined gline in tis eyes
Nellie’s next appointment, her doctor mentioned some concems about the ultrasound and prescribed medication to stabilize the
pregnancy
After taking the medication, sge started experiencing signs of a possible miscarriage
However, perhaps it was destiny’s intervention, as Nellie managed to carry the pregnancy to te
Soon enough, Nellie gave birth. She had a baby girl, but the little one had a congenital heart defect
Greta, still dissatisfied, snapped at Patrick, “Why didn’t you make her take something stronger!
Patrick, looking sheepish, replied, “We couldn’t make it too obvious, she’d get suspicious.”
Greta retorted, “Cameron loves daughters. What if he falls for Nellie’s daughter and starts loving her more deeply
Patrick sighed, “Cameron is too soft hearted. He loves you, yet he ditched you for some misguided sense of morality and chose Nelie Greta clenched her fists and said determinedly, “I can’t let Cameron become attached to this child”
At the hospital, Nellie was cradling her tiny child, tears streaming down her face.
The doctor explained the cause of her daughter’s heart defect, “Ms. Nellie, did you take any questionable medications during you pregnancy? The child might have been affected by them.”
Nellie glared at Cameron, her eyes filled with silent accusation. She wrongly assumed the post–transplant meds might have caused the defect. After all, Cameron, in his hurry to secure surgery time, hadn’t thought about the possibility of her getting pregnant and had rushed her into a transplant operation.
His focus was all on Greta, ignoring the safety of their own child.
Cameron hung his head, silent. Guilt overwhelmed him as he stared at his wife and child.
“Nel, don’t worry. As long as we shower her with love, she’ll grow up happy, even if she’s a bit frail.”
“Get out,” Nellie’s voice was icy.
Cameron was stunned; no one had ever dared to order him around like that before. He felt a twinge of displeasure.
Then, a nurse reminded him, “New moms have hormonal swings that can mess with their mood. It sometimes leads to depression. Be patient.”
Reluctantly, he left.
Once he was gone, Nellie listed all the medications she’d taken during her pregnancy to the doctor
The doctor’s expression grew increasingly serious. “These medications, on their own, are meant to support the pregnancy. But mixing these two can lead to miscarriage or serious birth defects.”
Nellie felt her face go pale. Those were the meds her doctor had given her to support her during pregnancy. No wonder she’d had a scare after switching to them.
“I see,” Nellie said, her expression darkening.
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