Chapter 791 Prenatal Checkup and Fetal Movement
After Alaric left.
Cassius followed him out.
He chased after him and saw Alaric leaning heavily against the wall.
With his head raised, tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.
Cassius swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
How much pain did Alaric feel when he hurt Cecilia!
Everyone only saw his brutality, not the bloodied and wounded heart behind it.
He held back, sighed slightly, and said, "I'll get a doctor to check on your tongue injury."
Cassius left.
Maybe he just wanted to give Alaric some space to lick his wounds alone.
In the hospital room.
Cecilia was being held down and forced to receive an IV.
Dashiell was beside her, but he could only accompany her.
"Dashiell, do you think there's still a chance between Alaric and me?" After resisting, Cecilia lay calmly on the hospital bed.
Calmly watching the IV drip, drop by drop.
Dashiell said, "I think you both need some time to cool down."
Alaric was too afraid of losing her, to the point of losing his sanity.
Cecilia wanted to leave him so badly.
She used all her wits.
If they continued like this, they would only hurt each other more deeply.
Cecilia laughed.
A cold laugh.
As she laughed, tears flowed from her eyes.
Such immense sorrow, perhaps, was just like this.
Cecilia was forced to receive nutritional fluids three times a day.
She was monitored 24 hours a day.
She couldn't escape.
Alaric frequently came in and out of her hospital room.
Sometimes when she was sleeping, sometimes when she was being forced to receive an IV, and sometimes when she was forced to undergo prenatal checkups.
Due to Cecilia's condition, the baby's condition was also unstable.
The doctor frequently checked on the baby.
At this moment, they were doing an ultrasound.
On the ultrasound, a small figure appeared.
Over five months, it was already fully formed.
Cecilia didn't even dare to look at it.
She closed her eyes, listening to the doctor talking about many indicators and numbers.
The door to the hospital room opened.
Alaric walked in.
He walked up to the doctor, watching the doctor's skilled movements.
The doctor respectfully wanted to stand up.
Alaric signaled him to continue.
The doctor continued with the ultrasound.
"What's this?" Alaric asked.
His hoarse voice made it difficult to speak.
"This is the baby's arm, look, these are the baby's fingers. The baby is still small, so it's not very clear," the doctor quickly said.
Alaric nodded.
Nodding, he just looked at the small figure on the screen.
The small figure was his and Cecilia's child.
Alaric felt a pain in his heart.
The baby was so small, so small, and had already gone through so much.
"This is the baby's face, Mr. Whitaker, you can come and take a look," the doctor changed the angle to show Alaric.
Alaric took a look.
So ugly.
So ugly that he couldn't help but laugh.
He didn't expect that his and Cecilia's child could look like this.
"I'm now going to check the baby's heart, Mr. Whitaker, you can listen to the baby's heartbeat in a moment," the doctor quickly said.
Alaric nodded.
After a while.
The room was filled with a sound like a small train.
The strong heartbeat made Cecilia's eyes suddenly red.
She pressed her lips together.
For the first time, she felt the baby's life.
Such a tenacious life.
After so long, still so tenaciously staying with her.
Her throat moved slightly.
She placed her arm over her eyes.
She didn't want the tears to fall.
Alaric was also moved.
His vision blurred, but he forced himself to stay calm.
He lowered his head, took out his phone, and recorded a segment.
If, if one day, the child was really gone, he would remember the sound of the child's heartbeat for the rest of his life.
The hospital room was filled with the strong heartbeat of the baby.
For a long time.
The doctor finished the checkup and said, "The baby is fine, Mr. Whitaker, don't worry."
Alaric nodded silently.
The doctor tidied up the equipment.
The nurse helped Cecilia wipe the coupling gel off her abdomen.
Alaric dismissed the nurse.
He used a warm towel to gently wipe her.
Since Cecilia got pregnant, they had been apart more than together. For so long, it seemed like the first time he really saw Cecilia's abdomen, saw the originally tight abdomen now so obviously protruding.
His fingers brushed over her skin.
'Baby, are you here?'
Alaric's warm hand covered Cecilia's abdomen.
Cecilia opened her eyes and slightly raised her head, seeing Alaric staring at her abdomen, his hand on her belly, with a look of affection in his eyes.
She immediately looked away.
At that moment, she even wanted to get up and push him away.
But in that second.
Her abdomen moved noticeably.
It was the baby's movement.
Just in time, it pressed against Alaric's palm.
Alaric was surprised.
He couldn't believe his feeling.
He couldn't believe the baby was actually responding to him.
At that moment, he was as delighted as a child. He turned to Cecilia and said, "She moved, she moved."
Cecilia pressed her lips together.
She often moved.
She had been moving all this time.
But she had been ignoring it.
She said, "I want to get up and walk around."
Alaric's fingers moved slightly.
He wanted to touch a bit more.
That moment of fetal movement, that indescribable blood bond, made his heart beat wildly.
But he ultimately suppressed all his emotions.
He pulled down Cecilia's clothes, covering her round, tender belly.
Cecilia got up.
Alaric went to support her.
Cecilia avoided him.
Alaric awkwardly withdrew his hand.
Instead, it was George who stepped forward to help her up.
"When did the fetal movements start?" Alaric asked.
He lowered his voice, not daring to speak too casually because of his tongue injury.
"When you sent me to Gideon's place, three months? Or four months," Cecilia said lightly.
Alaric clenched his fists.
Many happy moments in life were missed by him.
"I want to go outside for a walk," Cecilia looked at Alaric.
Asking him if she could walk around.
She had no freedom.
Unless she got his permission.
Alaric nodded.
"Thank you," Cecilia thanked him.
The deliberate distance, the deliberate tone, was like a needle stabbing into his heart, painful and oppressive.
Cecilia slowly walked out of the room.
She hadn't eaten, her body was still weak.
But she didn't want to stay in the hospital room, didn't want to be under the same roof as Alaric.
Following her out were George and six bodyguards.
She thought, she really couldn't escape.
Cecilia walked a few steps out of the hospital room.
In the hallway, a sound of footsteps suddenly echoed.
Cecilia stopped.
She saw a woman's figure from afar, and several men following behind her.
She had never seen her in person.
Even in the dim hallway light, she couldn't see her face clearly.
At that moment, Cecilia was certain.
The woman walking towards her was Juniper.
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