Chapter 507
Chapter 507
In the empty graveyard, her voice penetrated through the air.
She thought that Marvin believed in her, but she didn't expect that... the truth turned out to be like this.
"Lucille."
Marvin did not expect that his daughter, who was always gentle, would speak in such an agitated
manner.
Only then did he realize that his words had provoked her.
"I always thought that you used to be a good father no matter what. However, you really had an affair
when I was only one-year-old. You made another woman pregnant and said that everyone would make
mistakes..."
She was smoldering in anger.
She couldn't accept this fact at all.
"Lucille, I did not mean to do that back then..."
"Forget it. This is your business... I... I'll go first."
Lucille could not forgive him. In her memory, her mother loved Marvin so much, and her family was so
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Everything turned out to be merely an illusion.
If her mother knew that Marvin had cheated on her, how sad would she be?
Lucille hailed a taxi while walking. Fortunately, there was one nearby. When she arrived at the entrance
of the cemetery, the taxi had arrived.
"What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine..."
As soon as Lucille got in the car, her phone rang.
It was a call from the hospital where she went for a prenatal visit.
"Hello," she picked it up right away.
"Is this Madam Jules? Hello, I'm calling from the hospital. I am informing you that you will be 24 weeks
pregnant next week. You can have the 4-D color ultrasound check-up." The nurse gave a routine notice
on the phone.
"Noted, thank you."
The phone hung up while she was thanking the nurse.
She quickly made an appointment online at the hospital that offered a 4- D ultrasound service and
asked for leave from Zoel. The next morning, she went to have the check-up.
Usually, about 50% of pregnant women would come to have a normal maternity checkup on their own.
The rest were all accompanied by their husbands. However, for the 4- D ultrasound check- up, the
husbands would always come with their wives. Thus, Lucille felt a bit out of place when she went there
alone.
But she was used to it.
She was sitting in the corridor of the hospital and browsing Twitter while she waited for her turn. She
found that Franklin was not involved in any scandal since they last talked.
She couldn't help thinking if he really was waiting for her to give birth to their child.
"Next."
At this moment, it was Lucille's turn. She quickly got up and entered in a good mood.
"You are here alone?"
Seeing Lucille coming in alone, the doctor-in-charge asked out of habit.
"Yeah."
"Well, give me the form. Lie down here."
The doctor didn't ask much. She instructed Lucille to lie down and lifted her clothes.
Lucille followed her instructions.
It was a wonderful experience for Lucille to have a 4-D ultrasound check-up. She couldn't see the baby
clearly when she had the B-scan check-up before. This time, she could clearly see the baby growing in
her belly through the colorful image.
"Have a look. This is the baby's heart. It's beating. This is its limbs, the arm, and the little hand. Look,
its fingers are intact. This is..."
The doctor showed Lucille her baby through the screen, including the limbs and organs.
When the examination was complete, the doctor said, "The baby is healthy. We just haven't seen the
baby's face. Let me help you. If the baby turns, I'll check today. If not, you can come again another
day."
"Alright."
Lucille finally felt at ease when the doctor told her that the baby was healthy.
The doctor pressed on her belly a few times. After a while, she took the instrument and put it on her
belly. "Okay, the baby has turned over."
"That's great."
What Lucille was thinking was that she didn't need to ask for another day's leave.
However, when she was joyful, the doctor suddenly increased her strength. She examined the baby
carefully with the instrument, and her expression was serious.
"What's wrong?" Lucille looked at the ultrasound screen. The facial features of the child could be
vaguely seen on it.
Finally, the doctor took a screenshot after examining carefully. She asked, "Does anyone in your family
or among your relatives have a cleft lip?"
"What?"
Lucille was at a loss suddenly.
"It's also known as harelip," the doctor explained.
"No." Lucille shook her head slowly, and her face turned ghastly. "Doctor... What's wrong with my
child?"
The doctor showed an image on the computer and pointed to a spot on it. "Basically, I am sure that the
baby has a cleft lip."
"What? How is it possible... No one in my family has this disease." Lucille's brain was in a mess as if it
was going to explode.
"This could be caused by various kinds of factors, including the mother's emotional state during
pregnancy, which will affect the development of the fetus." The doctor saw Lucille's dull eyes. Knowing
that she could not stand the blow, she quickly said, "But you don't have to worry. Medical science
nowadays is advanced and this can be treated. After undergoing successful surgery, the child will be
no different from an ordinary child."
"The mother's emotional state..."
The word "emotion" reminded Lucille that it was she who got her child into trouble.
If she had not made a fool of herself and kept being affected by Franklin and her family's affairs after
getting pregnant, how could her baby have to suffer for this?
"You don't have to worry. By the way, here's a relevant foundation. If you have any financial problems,
you can contact them."
As the doctor said, she took out a brochure and handed it to Lucille.
There was some general information about cleft lip and the comparison of pre and postsurgery. The
main purpose was to warn the parents not to worry and end the pregnancy rashly.
"Thank you."
Lucille left with the brochure.
She didn't know how she got home. When she arrived home, Abby was not around, which was rare.
Lucille sat on the sofa alone and questions kept coming to her mind repeatedly.
"Why did it turn out like this?"
"Why did this happen to me?"
"Why did this happen to my child?"
"Why am I so unlucky?"
After knowing that her child had a cleft lip, Lucille blamed everything on herself. She was afraid that her
child would have a cleft lip in the future and would be discriminated against, being bullied by others in
society.
How was she supposed to protect her child on her own...
She almost broke down. Lying on the bed, she didn't dare to cry, as she was afraid of affecting the
child. However, her thoughts had come to a dead-end...
She laid down. Every time she closed her eyes, the 4-D color ultrasound picture would appear in front
of her eyes.
It would remind her that her child had a cleft lip because of her!
"Ding."
A crisp notification sound brought her back to sense.
Lucille opened her eyes in a daze and glanced at the screen. It was a WhatsApp message from
Natasha, a photo, to be specific.
She opened it subconsciously. The moment she saw the man in the photo, she suddenly had difficulty
breathing...