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“I don’t know why you even came,” Stella said, sitting on the exam table.
“Because I’m worried about you.”
“Yeah, right.” She breathed out a laugh. “The only person you care and worry about is yourself.”
“Maybe that was true not long ago, but then I met you.”
“Save it, Bradshaw.” She looked away from me.
The door opened, and the doctor walked in.
“Hi, Stella. Oh, hello. I’m Dr. Gregario.” He extended his hand. “And you are?”
“Miles Bradshaw, the baby’s father.” I shook his hand.
“Sperm donor,” Stella blurted out. “And ex-husband.”
“Oh, I see. How are you feeling, Stella?”
“I still have morning sickness, but it’s not as bad.”
“Good. It will continue to improve in the coming weeks. You’re ten weeks pregnant, which means you’ll get to hear your baby’s heartbeat. After I do an exam, we’ll get a ten-week scan and check to see how your baby is growing. Mr. Bradshaw, I need you to step out for a few moments.”
“Okay.” I stood up from the chair, and when I went to place my hand on Stella’s before walking out, she pulled away.
I walked out of the room and waited in the hallway until Dr. Gregario was finished. My phone was vibrating non-stop with calls from the office. I sent a text to Isla.
“Is there any type of emergency?”
“No.”
“I’m turning my phone off. I’ll be in later.”
I turned my phone off and placed it in my pocket. The room door opened, and Dr. Gregario stepped out.
“The nurse will be in soon to take you and Stella down to the ultrasound room.” He placed his hand on my shoulder.
I walked into the room and looked at Stella.
“Did he say everything was okay?” I asked.
“Yep.” She wouldn’t look at me. “Why the sudden change, Miles?” she blurted out. “We just came from the courthouse and had our fake marriage annulled. There’s no reason for you to be here.”
“You’re my reason, and the child you’re carrying is my reason.”
“Please.” She shook her head.
The nurse walked in. “Are you two ready to see your baby?” She smiled.
She led us to the ultrasound room and told Stella to lie on the table.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Stella
I was angry—angry at him for wanting to be here—but I let him come, and that was on me.
“Okay, let’s take a peek at that baby,” Dr. Gregario said, walking into the room.
