Chapter: 1030

"Mom, I'm fine!" Aimee interrupted. "I'm going to see Jayson at the hospital. I want to know if he's eating well and if he can be discharged today."

"Oh, yes. It looks like Jayson will be discharged from the hospital today, so it would be great for you to go see him!" Victoria had been concerned that Aimee would feel depressed if she was cooped up inside the house all the time, so she was glad to hear her say that she wanted to go out. “I'll ask your father to drive you there!"

"No, I'll just take a taxi Aimee smiled and squeezed Victoria's hand. “Mom, it's just a break-up. And it's not like he was my first boyfriend. You don't need to worry about me feeling down. Yeah, I'm a little sad, but I can't put my life on pause just because of Nikolas."

"Well, as long as you can see it that way, I'm glad." Victoria breathed a sigh of relief. “Go ahead then. Do you have enough money? I'll give you some."

Aimee waved her hand dismissively. "No, thanks, I've made some money from my recent work."

“Okay. Just let me know when you get to the hospital."

“sure.”

Aimee went downstairs and hailed a taxi.

“Please go to Central Hospital."

In the bedroom earlier, the more she had thought about it, the more anxious she had become.

She and Nikolas had been recklessly intimate several times in the past few days and hadn't used protection. Moreover, he hadn't let her take a shower immediately afterward.

At that time, she had thought that since Nikolas liked children so much, if she did get pregnant, she would keep the baby. She had never imagined that they would break up so soon.

Aimee calculated the dates and realized her period was only one day late.

In fact, her period had always been irregular and often arrived a few days late, so this was nothing out of the ordinary.

But to be on the safe side, she wanted to go to the hospital to confirm it.

On the way to the hospital, Aimee's mind raced endlessly.

What if...

What if she was actually pregnant?

She racked her brain for an answer, but before she could find one, the taxi arrived at the hospital gate.

After paying the cab fare, Aimee got out of the car, put on a mask and a hat, and walked towards the obstetrics and gynecology department.

This area of the hospital was filled with women at various stages of their pregnancy. Most of them were either accompanied by their husbands, mothers, or mothers-in-law, all wearing eager looks on their faces.

Perhaps it was because of the atmosphere, but Aimee had a sudden urge to touch her flat belly.

The answer that eluded her in the car suddenly became clear.

If she was indeed pregnant, perhaps she could consider giving Nikolas another chance.