Chapter 676
Chapter 676 Meteor Is Not My Child?
"Cesarean section?"
I accurately extracted a useful vocabulary from that long string of languages
The intention of this nurse was probably to comfort me, as it was already quite good that we took care of a child with congenital weakness like me. However, the term "cesarean section" plunged me into confusion once again
Because there were no scars on my body caused by any surgeries, even during my last check-up, the staff at the gynecology department told me that as a woman who had gone through childbirth, my physical functions had recovered very well
Perhaps my momentary shock was too obvious, as the chatty nurse suddenly fell silent and looked at me
"Uhm... I mean, based on previous cases, 1t is speculated that you opted for a cesarean section when giving birth to this child."
Her eyes instantly dodged a little, and after explaining this sentence, her hands suddenly became busy, flipping through Meteor's medical records and rechecking the medication distribution situation
But this precisely exposes the problem
I knew she was trying to hide her embarrassment. From her perspective, she might be surprised now that she unintentionally stumbled upon a scandalous secret of a wealthy family
The children of wealthy housewives were not their own, such cases were perhaps not uncommon
Those infertile ladies would use various methods to have a child of their own, but whether it was through surrogacy or simply having their husbands father a child with another woman and raising it under their own name, it was never a respectable thing to do
The nurse, who had recently arrived at this hospital, probably thought of this the moment I questioned it, naturally assuming that the child in the bed was not born to me personally
And in order to maintain my dignity, as well as the dignity of the Marilyn family, she used a "speculation" to cover up everything that had happened in the past
But what she didn't know was that I didn't feel offended by it, I was just surprised at how many mysteries were starting to accumulate on me
To be honest, at that moment, I did have doubts about Meteor's birth, thinking it was achieved through technological means, just like those wealthy families
Or perhaps to speculate even more despicably, is this child really Charlie's and another woman's?
Cinder, right? Or someone else?
When this idea popped up, I was both shocked and felt ridiculous about myself
This is completely impossible
There is no doubt that my body has gone through childbirth, and I was able to give birth
Women who have given birth may indeed possess a special ability, that is, to take one look and know whether the woman in front of them has also given birth
That day, Cinder came to visit me, completely portraying herself as a sophisticated and shrewd young lady
She didn't have that kind of maternal tenderness; I mean in terms of temperament
Cinder did not look like a woman who had been in production for many years, and she had nothing in common with Meteor either
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But if the nurse's "speculation" is correct, Meteor, who was born by cesarean section due to congenital weakness, is probably not my
child
Where did my child, who was born, go? Would he... or she, be Charlie's child?
I was startled by this sudden question that popped into my mind, but it was indeed reasonable
In the past, Charlie loved me, but I didn't love him in my heart. I didn't want to have a child with him who would have our bloodline, and even before that, I had already given birth to a child for my true lover
But precisely because Charlie loved me, he was willing to tolerate all of this
The child I gave birth to may have already been sent to his biological father, while Meteor was Just a cover-up for the scandalous secrets of Charlie and me
Otherwise... I can't think of any reasonable explanation to make sense of everything I heard today
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If things were really as I imagined, then my previous aversion to Meteor would also become reasonable
Even though this was extremely absurd and excessive
I looked at the child on the bed, furrowing his brow and calling out for his mother in a soft voice. At that moment, my heart was filled with mixed emotionsCòntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
Even if everything I imagined was real, what did this poor child do wrong from beginning to end?
My fingers started trembling, and a severe headache struck again, making it difficult for me
to think clearly
It's happening again, just like every time. Just when I am getting closer and closer to the truth, my body keeps warning me over and over again
Perhaps I should have lived out the rest of my life naturally, foolishly yet happily
Once the truth starts to emerge, how can I restrain myself from touching it?
"Darling, you were also a patient, don't overexert yourself."
I sat down on the sofa in the ward due to a headache. I didn't know how long had passed when Charlie hurriedly ran in from outside the door. He held me and his concerned words lingered in my ears, one after another
And I could only steady my slightly trembling
body, obediently nodding my head
I knew at that moment, no matter what I asked, he wouldn't answer me