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Chapter 937 - 937 It might be a stillbirth 2

Chapter 937: It might be a stillbirth 2. Chapter 937: It might be a stillbirth 2. Looking at the heartbroken Victoria Garcia, Edward Hernandez felt a twinge of compassion.

But he also had his own mission.

“Victoria, if you’re upset, just talk to me. Once you let it out, we can think of a solution together, right?” Edward Hernandez withdrew his hand that he had reached out.

It took a while before Victoria Garcia softly said, “The doctor told me this baby is probably a… stillbirth.”

As soon as she mentioned this, Victoria Garcia felt an unstoppable wave of distress. Although she hadn’t been expecting this child, its arrival meant that there was a bond of kinship between them. How could it all be ending so soon?

This cruel reality was too much for her to bear.

“How could this be? Could the doctor have made a mistake?” Edward Hernandez questioned.

Victoria Garcia replied, “Could Doctor Adams have misdiagnosed?”

For the renowned sage of obstetrics and gynecology, such a mistake seemed unlikely; otherwise, her entire career’s reputation would be ruined.

“Otherwise, let’s try another hospital for a checkup. That should give us some peace of mind, right?” Edward Hernandez suggested.

Upon hearing this, Victoria Garcia thought Edward Hernandez had a point.

Even if it was a one in a million chance, even the most accurate sharpshooter could miss sometimes.

Thus, a sliver of hope emerged in Victoria Garcia’s heart.

Seeing that she agreed with his suggestion, Edward Hernandez started the car and headed to another well-known private hospital in Metropolis.

After undergoing the same examination, the diagnosis from the doctors was the same as Doctor Adams’.

If it had been a death sentence before, now it was an irrevocable death sentence.

Victoria Garcia got back in the car with Edward Hernandez’s company once again.

“Victoria, you haven’t eaten anything since early morning. Let me take you to eat something, okay?” No matter what, as the saying goes: “Man is iron, food is steel.” Eating is always the most important thing for health.

Victoria Garcia flatly refused, “I don’t want to eat, just take me to the office.”

Seeing her look like this, Edward Hernandez disagreed, “With the state you’re in now, you’re not fit for work. Let me take you home to rest, okay?”

He spoke in a low and gentle voice.

But Victoria Garcia was deaf to his words, with the doctor’s words ringing in her head, “This child should be aborted sooner rather than later… This child is better off aborted soon…”

Her hand involuntarily caressed her abdomen.

Why couldn’t the baby come into this world for a visit? Baby!

Seeing her lost in her emotions and knowing she was struggling to accept the situation, Edward Hernandez, without waiting for Victoria Garcia’s agreement, turned the car around and drove back.

By the time they got home again, Victoria Garcia didn’t say anything; she just got out of the car and walked away, with Edward Hernandez following.

After taking her home, Edward Hernandez went straight into her living room, then poured her a cup of warm water and handed it to her, “Take a sip of water first. I’ll go make you a bowl of noodles.”

Victoria Garcia accepted the water cup he handed over with a somewhat blank expression, then let him head to the kitchen.

Before long, a steaming bowl of noodles appeared before Victoria Garcia.

Suddenly, she recalled how Arnold Johnson had made her noodles early that morning—a bowl of very special noodles—and she remembered drinking the last drop of soup.

Edward Hernandez’s noodles were simpler by comparison, with greens, meat slices, and an egg. Although it smelled good, a wave of nausea hit her stomach before she even picked up her chopsticks, and she rushed straight to the bathroom.