Darlene did not say a word, lying on the sink and still vomiting.
Avery looked at her sideways, coughed lightly, and restrained from betraying his happiness.
After a long time, she had finally been pregnant with his child once again.
With this child, she should be able to slowly get over many things, right?
Judging by Darlene's appearance, there was no doubt that she was pregnant. Avery was in a hurry to prove his conjecture, so he immediately went out to search for the pregnancy test kit.
He finally found it, but he did not dare to let Darlene try it. He quickly walked into the bathroom, grabbed her arm, and walked out. "Let's go to the hospital for a check-up. You must be pregnant. The blood test is more reliable."
Darlene had just finished vomiting and took a glance at him, who was walking around nimbly.
She sized him up and then smiled. "Leg injury? In a wheelchair?"