"Promise me, don't think about this anymore. Alondra is fine, at least I haven't heard anything about her, which is a good sign."
Sidney didn't know how to respond. Jayson leaned in, gently cupping her face in his hands. He gave her a soft smile, his fingers tenderly brushing over her skin before he lightly massaged her cheek. Without a word, he took her hand, leading her out the door. When they arrived at the hospital, after inquiring about the ward, they entered the VIP room and saw Atticus laughing and chatting with his wife, who was lying in the hospital bed.
Atticus saw Jayson approach with a smile, his face lighting up as he accepted the gift. With a welcoming gesture, he motioned for them to sit down, inviting them into a casual conversation.
Jayson politely exchanged a few words with Atticus's wife. Taking the opportunity, Atticus's wife asked Jayson to give her husband a few more days off to be with her. Jayson, seeming generous, replied, "Since your wife's having a baby, of course, he can take time off. If he needs a few days, he should take them. But our work is based on responsibility, so when he comes back, the workload will likely be waiting for him."
After Jayson said that, Atticus didn't dare to ask for more time off. He scratched his nose and changed the topic, describing how tense and urgent it was when his wife gave birth. He explained in detail, and Mrs. Sampson added a few remarks, making the story sound particularly dramatic, which scared Sidney.
Soon, a nurse pushed in the baby, saying it was time for feeding and asking everyone else to step back. Jayson then stood up, preparing to leave, and Atticus, not forgetting to encourage them, joked that if Jayson didn't hurry up and have a baby, they might end up looking like a grandfather taking care of his grandson when they went out with their child.
Atticus was exaggerating. In reality, Jayson looked to be in his early thirties. He shot Atticus a look. Mrs. Sampson realized her husband had misspoken and quickly added, "Oh, don't worry about it! Just go with the flow. Enjoy yourselves while you can—once the baby comes, you'll be running around like crazy. Mrs. Sampson spoke in a calm, reassuring tone, her words easy to listen to. Sidney nodded, feeling that they might really hit it off.
"Once you've settled in with the baby, we'll visit again. Take care." Sidney said.
The two of them left the hospital room, and Jayson seemed to remember something and asked her, "When did your last period start?"
In fact, he had been paying attention to her cycle because he always felt that Sidney had been especially passionate in bed just before her period.
Sidney thought for a moment, "The end of the month before last."
"Did it come at the end of last month?"
Sidney looked worried, "No." She had actually been planning to buy a pregnancy test these days, but kept forgetting.
"Since you're here, why not stop by the OB-GYN? You could ask about options for fertility treatment or how to improve your chances."
"..." Sidney looked at him nervously. She had never been to an obstetrics and gynecology department in her life, and the thought of suddenly going made her scared. "Maybe we should go home and test it ourselves first? What if it's just a false alarm and it'd be so embarrassing?" Was he somehow triggered by Atticus, feeling anxious about looking like a grandfather raising his grandchild when he finally has kids?
"Since we're already here, why not take a quick look? It's a weekday, there aren't many people, and I'll be with you. You've missed your period for over ten days, so you should see a doctor!" Jayson said, pulling her hand to the registration desk.
Sidney never expected that today she'd end up visiting an OB-GYN. She felt so nervous, her mind was completely scattered.
After checking in, the two of them sat in the waiting area, chatting quietly as they waited.
"What if I'm not pregnant?" Sidney asked.
"That's okay! You don't have to be pregnant to visit a gynecologist."
"Won't you be disappointed?"
"We've only been married for a short time. Why would I be disappointed? Whether it's for a consultation or a health check, it's a shared goal," Jayson said with a smile, holding her hand to reassure her.
When Sidney's number was called, she nervously walked in. She glanced at Jayson, who looked serious and seemed a bit tense.
After the doctor asked a few routine questions, she gestured for Sidney to lie down on the ultrasound table. As Sidney settled onto the cool surface, a wave of anxiety swept over her. Her hands and feet turned ice-cold, and her breath came in shallow, quick gasps, her chest tight with tension.
The doctor came over to perform the ultrasound, focusing intently. At first, he said nothing, just observing.
"Doctor Vasquez, how is it?" Sidney couldn't help but ask, feeling like she might suffocate if she didn't.
"Here is your ovary, and here is your uterus. See this spot? Do you see it?" The doctor zoomed in on the spot.
"Yes..." Sidney focused on the spot, and Jayson quietly reached over to hold her hand.
"This is the gestational sac. Congratulations, you're pregnant."
