Chapter 101 Can I Really Have Children?
"I don't understand," Queenie suddenly felt a headache. She pinched her throbbing temples and asked, "Pollard, do you respect me?"
"Queenie!" Pollard's tone became slightly heavy. "This is not about respect! I'm trying to solve the problem. You...you had issues in that aspect, and you kept it from me. Let me ask you, have you ever respected me?"
"In that aspect?" Queenie laughed bitterly. Before she could say anything, Barbara Clancy immediately took the phone from her.
"Brother, it's me, Barbara Clancy. I came to see Queenie. She might not be aware of this matter, so I'll explain it to her. She didn't mean to hide it from you."
After saying that, Barbara Clancy hung up the phone and returned it to Queenie.
Queenie stared at Barbara Clancy and asked, "What's going on?"
Barbara Clancy stirred her hands and lowered her head, "Firstly, I came to apologize on behalf of my mom. Queenie, I... I couldn't face you. It's... My mom caused you so much misery."
"Now that you know the truth, you shouldn't continue doing these things!" Queenie's face turned serious.
Upon hearing this, Barbara Clancy felt a pang of pain in her heart. "Queenie, you will always be a part of my family! I haven't told my brother about what happened between you and Mr. Clancy. Maybe... maybe my brother won't mind?"
"But Barbara, I care. I can't get past this myself!"
Barbara Clancy trembled. "So, are you breaking up with my brother because of this?"
Queenie didn't want to dwell on this matter and changed the subject. "Earlier, you mentioned that you knew what happened. What did I not know? I didn't intentionally keep it from your brother. Also, what about the gynecologist?"
Barbara Clancy showed some embarrassment and took out a medical report from her bag.
"This... this is the report your mother gave to my mom a few months ago. It was after my mom saw this report that she started thinking about giving up on you..."
"My mom?" Queenie furrowed her brow and took the report, her eyes widening suddenly.
A few months ago, she had gone to the hospital for a check-up with Monica.
Every year, her family members would have regular check-ups. So she didn't think much of it at that time.
Afterwards, she asked her family if they had taken their check-up reports, and they said no. But the doctor mentioned that the whole family was in good health, so she didn't pay it any more attention.
But how could she have known that her own mother would take this medical report and exposed it to her future mother-in-law!
Queenie's eyes turned scarlet.
Why? Why treat her like this? Just so Monica can marry Pollard?
Queenie closed her eyes in pain.
It was also because of this report, stating that she had fertility issues, that prompted Lilith to make up her mind and give her up, forcing her to marry Benoit and secure her position of power!
Queenie felt as if her heart had been torn apart.
Infertility! Betrayed by her own mother! Manipulated by her future mother-in-law!
All the pain surged like a giant wave, threatening to engulf her.
"No, I don't believe it! I don't believe this report is true! I don't believe I can't have children!"
Queenie squeezed the medical report and stumbled out of the cafe.
Barbara Clancy rushed to hold her. "Queenie, don't be sad! Medical advancements are great nowadays. It might not be as bad as it seems!"
Queenie shook her head. "No, someone must have tampered with this. I don't believe it."
She had no classes in the afternoon, so she took leave and went to the People's Hospital for examination.
Barbara Clancy accompanied her, worried about her emotional state, as they went through blood tests and various examinations.
Soon, the blood test report and other reports were ready.
Barbara Clancy accompanied Queenie to see the consulting doctor.
The doctor was an experienced gynecologist in her forties, Ms. Wilson.
She carefully examined the reports and talked to Queenie.
After closely examining Queenie's data, the doctor remained silent. Unable to contain her inner anguish any longer, Queenie couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, what's my situation? Can I have children?"
