But with Bet away at the base, likely for a few days, she would have to wait for his return to discuss it.


    Until they coulde up with a proper n, Yvonne''s pregnancy would have to remain a secret.


    However, no one could have predicted that the first person outside their inner circle to find out would be Ynda.


    Ynda was nearly five months pregnant, and the fetus was rtively stable.


    Due to a major surgery in her past, Ynda''s health had always been fragile, requiring her to have twice as many prenatal check-ups as a typical expectant mother.


    And in all of Istra, Dr. Powell was the foremost obstetrician, so she had been personally overseeing all of Ynda''s check-ups.


    When Yvonne and Bet left the hospital that afternoon, they didn''t notice Ynda, but she saw them.


    "What is Yvonne doing at the obstetrics clinic?" Ynda wondered aloud, her brow deeply furrowed.


    Eden rarely apanied Ynda to her check-ups; it was almost always her own mother, Mrs. Walker, who came with her.


    "Who knows?" Mrs. Walker said dismissively. "An actress like her has probably slept with countless men. She''s probably riddled with STDs for all we know."


    Mrs. Walker''s words were dripping with malice, even though she knew perfectly well that Yvonne couldn''t possibly have that kind of disease. If she did, she would have hidden it, not paraded into the hospital with Bet by her side.


    "I have an appointment with Dr. Powell. Let''s go in. She''s very busy and won''t have much time for us," Mrs. Walker said, pulling Ynda along into Dr. Powell''s office.


    Dr. Powell was in the middle of filing Yvonne''s recent test results into her medical record.


    Seeing the Walker mother-daughter duo enter, Dr. Powell smiled and invited them to sit.


    "Let me just file this chart, and I''ll be right with you for Mrs. Monroe''s check-up," Dr. Powell said. She quickly finished with Yvonne''s file and ced it on a nearby bookshelf.


    Dr. Powell''s office had only two bookshelves, both filled with patient files. As the country''s top obstetrician, the files on her shelves belonged exclusively to the wealthy and influential.


    Then, Dr. Powell began Ynda''s examination.


    Unlike the previous two visits, this time Dr. Powell frowned slightly after the examination.


    "Doctor, is there a problem with the baby?" Mrs. Walker asked worriedly.


    "The baby''s growth this month is a little behind schedule. It''s not a major issue for now, but we''ll need, to keep an eye on it. The mother should eat more nutritious food, and I''ll also prescribe some medication to help promote fetal development."


    After speaking, Dr. Powell started typing up a prescription on herputer. As a precaution, she also ordered an ultrasound for Ynda.


    Just as Dr. Powell finished, the office door burst open. The head nurse rushed in, saying urgently, "Dr.


    nurse rustical patient just arrived


    Powell, a


    in the ER a pregnant woman The hospital director has requested you for a consultation."


    Hearing it was an emergency, Dr. Powell didn''t hesitate for a second, immediately rising from her chair.


    She handed the order forms to Mrs. Walker and Ynda, told them to get the tests done, and then hurried out.


    Now, only Mrs. Walker and Ynda were left in the office.


    Ynda was still sitting on the examination table, her gaze fixed on something, silent.


    "Let''s go get the tests done. Don''t


    worry too much. Babies don''t grow it''s normal for them to


    by a


    ruler.it grow more one month and less the next. When I was pregnant with you, the docters kept saying you wouldn''t make it, and look, I still managed to raise you to be this big."