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Margaret lost seven times in a row and her face was almost green. She immediately said indignantly, "You guys must have cheated."

Riya rolled her eyes, "Don’t blame others if you can’t win."

"If you don’t cheat, how can you win every round?"

She did not believe that Riya could be so honest.

Margaret believed Riya must have done something when she was not paying attention.

Halle looked at Margaret and said softly, "She did not cheat really."

In fact, Halle was not good at playing cards, but curiously she always won today.

This made her a little embarrassed.

When Margaret heard Halle saying this, she was immediately very unhappy.

She was later than her in having a baby, but why couldn’t she win in playing cards. "I don’t want to play anymore."

Margaret threw away the cards in her hand and said unhappily.

Halle also quickly put her cards down and comforted her, "The food is going to be ready. Let’s get to eat."

Bruce came out of the kitchen with a pink apron around his waist.

Although it was not a cute one only for girls, it was still very pink.

Halle looked at it and was a little awkward.

Before she got pregnant, she wore this apron and did the cooking. Now there were servants at home.

Today, because guests were coming, in order to feel more at ease, she gave all the servants a day off.

So they had to prepare dinner themselves.

Halle wanted to help, but she gave up since she was heavy with pregnancy.

She thought it would be worse if she failed to help but bring more trouble to them.

"Bruce, you are so lovely."

Margaret stared at Bruce and cried.

Riya, who was sitting close by, burst out laughing. She covered her face and said with protest, "I don’t want to laugh at you, but..."

She just couldn’t help herself.

Bruce frowned. He was busy in the kitchen and now they laughed at him.

He placed the fruit on the tea table and glanced at the two men playing games.

"Make your women behave, please?"

Julian put down the game controller, his face calm and collected, "I’ll go and help with fetching the rice."

Stefan stood up and said, "I will go, too. All the dishes should be ready."

After saying that, the two men left.

"I didn’t expect my brother to dress up so funny."

Margaret was not afraid as she continued to make jokes about Bruce.

Soon she received Bruce’s cold glare.

Margaret pursed her lips and touched her belly with a careless expression. She said fearlessly, "As a man, you should do more housework and learn to be a good man."

Riya held back her laughter and looked at Bruce’s gloomy face.

She secretly gave Margaret a thumb up and whispered, "Margaret, good job.

"How dare you make jokes about your brother? You are more powerful, aren’t you? It seems that you don’t need pocket money anymore."

Halle frowned, nudged Margaret and smiled, "After you give birth, do you want to go back to your mother’s home and spend the first month there?"

"After you give birth and your belly is flat, you can’t be this cocky, can you?

"At that time, Bruce will give you a good lesson. I’m afraid Julian will not be able to protect you."

Margaret was shocked and suddenly put her hand down.

She turned to look at Bruce and blinked innocently, "My brother loves me the most. These dishes are for me and my baby, that is your nephew, right? Bruce, you have worked hard. You are so good."

Margaret’s words almost stunned Riya, who whispered to Halle, "She is really shameless."

Halle sighed, "Better than being beaten by Bruce!"

Riya nodded. She was right.

Bruce gave Margaret a deep look but did not say anything in the end. He turned around and continued working.

Margaret looked at his back and finally let out a sigh of relief. She said helplessly, "I am scared to death. He wanted to eat me just now, right?"

Riya nodded, "Your courage is commendable."

Margaret grunted and concluded that Bruce was her brother and it was not a shame to admit defeat.

Hilla prepared many dishes, which she had learned from Orlenna after she gave birth.

Although she used to be a bad cook, now she could make many good dishes.

Margaret nodded happily, "Hilla, your cooking skills are really good. This fish is delicious."

Hilla smiled happily and picked up some fish for her, "If you like, help yourself with more. Eating fish while pregnant may make baby smarter."

Margaret’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

She hoped her baby would be smarter than Bruce and let him be jealous.

Hilla nodded affirmatively and gave Halle another piece.

When she turned her head, she saw that Riya was frowning and looking uncomfortable.

"What’s the matter?"

Hilla said with concern. Riya shook her head, then turned and ran to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Stefan followed. Hilla wanted to get up, but was stopped by Bruce. He said lightly, "It’s just pregnancy nausea."

Hilla knew that, but she didn’t expect it to be so serious. If the smell could Riya nausea, how could she eat anything?

Margaret picked up the food and said calmly, "I’ll eat if she doesn’t." She had a good appetite and didn’t feel anything.

Halle was also a little envious of Margaret’s appetite in pregnancy. During the first few months when she was pregnant, she could not eat anything like Riya.

On the contrary, Margaret, who had just gotten pregnant not long ago, had a good appetite and in fact, was putting on some weight.

Halle told Margaret, "It is good to be able to eat and sleep well while in pregnancy. Good to the baby."

She smiled and gave Margaret a lot of food.

Riya came out with a sick face.

Hilla went over and felt a little worried, "Are you alright?"

Riya nodded her head, but her stomach was very sick now. She didn’t want to say a word.

Her pregnancy nausea had been not so bad, but it was getting worse these days.

Riya found that she had been vomiting more and felt nausea constantly.

Hilla handed her a glass of water but she was too sick.

She felt like she even couldn’t drink the water.

"Have you gone to the hospital?" Hilla asked.

Riya had just gotten pregnant and should have gone to the hospital immediately.

Riya’s face stiffened, and her expression became uglier.

She lowered her head slightly and didn’t say anything. Hilla thought she was uncomfortable and didn’t want to speak. So she said, "Rest for a while first. We can prepare some food for you when you feel like eating."

Riya nodded and sat back on the sofa.

Stefan was by her side, but from beginning to the end, he pursed his lips and did not say a word.

After dinner, Halle was already tired.

When they were leaving, Hilla told Riya, "You should go to the hospital."

Riya nodded. Although she wouldn’t go, she did not object to Hilla’s suggestion openly.

Horton came back late and all the guests had already left. He could only eat the leftovers.

Riya and Stefan drove back.

In the car, Riya in the passenger seat leaned against the window and was very quiet, as if she had fallen asleep.

The air-conditioning in the car was on and they felt comfortable. Today was Christmas and the roadside shops had closed early. There was a hint of joy in the deserted road.

Riya moved her body a little. The overcoat on her body slid down and then slowly she opened her eyes.

This was not the way home.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

Riya turned to look at Stefan. The man pursed his thin lips and said in a deep voice, "To the hospital!"

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Hearing that they were going to the hospital, Riya was stunned for a moment, then said coldly, "I want to go home."

The woman’s voice was extremely cold and carried a strong sense of displeasure, causing the man beside her to feel a chill.

Such a strong rejection was within his expectations and also beyond his expectations.

Stefan pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the steering wheel, but he did not turn it around.

Riya glanced at it and turned to him, "Stefan, what do you want to do?"

The woman’s tone was full of warning and dissatisfaction as if she wanted to smash the car.

She didn’t want to go to the hospital and would not go to the hospital.

Riya placed her hand on her lower abdomen. She trembled slightly. Her pale face flushed a little out of anger.

Riya could not allow those people to take away her baby.

Although she was only two months pregnant, she could not allow it.

She had already lost a baby and could not afford to lose another.

The man sitting next to her was indifferent and it was particularly quiet in the car.

Stefan didn’t respond, but he still didn’t turn the car around. Looking at the approaching hospital, Riya became more restless. She did not want to see a hospital, nor did she want to go in. "Stefan, this is too much."

The moment the car stopped, Riya opened the door and walked outside.

She heard the door close heavily behind her and then her arm was held by a big hand.

Stefan forced her to stop.

The man frowned and said in a low voice with a hint of displeasure, "It’s just a normal pregnancy checkup. You will be fine."

Riya turned her head, her red eyes glaring at him.

She reached out to shake off his hand but failed. This made her even angrier. She said in an icy voice, "It is none of your business."

She alone could take care of it.

The man tightened his grip on her arm, but he was careful not to hurt her. He seemed a little helpless and frustrated, "Even if you want to give birth to the baby, you have to receive a medical checkup."

"The baby is mine. If necessary, I surely will do the checkup," Riya answered.

In short, she would not go to the hospital, and she would not be examined by the doctors.

In front of Riya’s willfulness, Stefan seemed a little helpless, but he could not help but feel distressed, "Don’t worry, our baby will be fine."

It was a simple sentence, and there was no frustration in the man’s voice.

Riya had been cold and firm, but after hearing this, tears rolled down her cheeks.

She did not want anything to happen to this baby!

She was so afraid as to avoid those normal things, even didn’t want to enter the hospital.

Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and she wiped them away.

She sniffed twice and stubbornly said, "My baby will definitely be fine."

It was extrauterine pregnancy last time and the doctor told her that it would be very difficult to get pregnant again. She did not expect to get pregnant so soon.

How fortunate to have another baby! How could she bear to lose it?

If it were like last time, would she ever be able to be a mother again in the future?

The man tightened his grip on her wrist, his voice deep and powerful.

He reached out to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes and whispered, "Don’t worry, the baby will be fine. We will get married."

Without the baby, he is afraid she would break her promise.

Riya glared at him, "Who told you I want to marry you?"

Couldn’t she do it alone?

Stefan smiled and said softly, "What you said doesn’t count."

"You have been pregnant with my baby twice. If you don’t marry me, who will you choose?"

However, the first one was lost and this time, the second one was still in pregnancy. Riya opened her mouth and whispered, "Anyway, I will marry only when I want to."

Her words did not make the man unhappy. In any case, he was already used to being discouraged.

"You are fine. It’s just a normal checkup. Don’t worry, I’m here." He told her.

Although these comforting words were very stiff, Riya felt a little better, but she still refused, "The child is in my belly. Why should I listen to you? I will not go in."

She would not go to this kind of place. No, she would not enter.

Stefan frowned. His tone was no longer as patient as before. He had returned to his usual domineering and professional style.

"We are already here in the hospital. There are people everywhere. I will carry you into it to let everyone know that you are pregnant."

As he spoke, the man really strode forward. Before Riya could react, he had already picked her up in his arms.

"Stefan, what are you doing? Put me down."

Riya looked panicked, being afraid that she would fall. She only screamed but did not dare to move.

Stefan walked to the hospital, his voice calm.

"I won’t let you go. Shout louder so that everyone can hear you."

By then, everyone in River City would know that she, Riya, was pregnant. If she could not give birth to it, would she become a laughing stock?

Riya was terrified, but for a moment, she was speechless.

It wasn’t until she entered the hospital hall that she started to panic.

Sensing the eyes that fell on her, Riya immediately felt ashamed.

"Put me down. I’ll walk by myself."

In the end, she could not help but compromise.

Being watched by so many people in the hall, she would rather walk by herself.

The man stopped and looked down at her. There was a trace of hesitation in his dark eyes as if he was afraid that she would regret and run away.

Riya pursed her lips and whispered, "Put me down. I won’t run."

She did want him to look down on her.

The man paused for a second and put her down anyway.

As soon as Riya was free, she could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to step forward, a large hand grabbed her hand.

She turned to look at Stefan.

The man’s eyes were deep, and his grip on her hand was firm and powerful as if he would not allow her to go.

She pursed her lips and walked forward.

The closer they got to the obstetrics department, the more nervous Riya became.

Her hand in the man’s grip was slightly wet.

She was too nervous.

"I can do it myself."

Riya lowered her head and whispered.

The closer she got to the obstetrics department, the more pregnant women she saw walking past her.

It seemed every pregnant woman was joyful and the men beside them were very attentive.

Riya touched her flat belly and became anxious.

Holding the register sheet in her hand, she clutched her hands.

She would not be so unlucky with every pregnancy. Last time, it was extrauterine pregnancy. It was just an accident.

Yes, it was an accident. This time the baby in her belly was obviously very healthy.

Other than having a bad appetite, she did not feel uncomfortable.

Riya tried to stop these horrible thoughts. When she heard her name called, Riya instantly clenched her hands.

Riya slowly got up from her chair and stared at the closed door.

In the next second, she turned around and walked quickly to the elevator.

She didn’t want to have a check-up. The baby in her belly is fine. She didn’t want to

do this kind of examination...