Chasing My Pregnant Wife

In the corridor outside the hospital room, Sydney watched Wesley's troubled expression.

Sydney couldn't help but reassure him, "She'll be okay."

Wesley let out a soft sigh. "Sydney, I'm really not lying to you. My mom really-"

"I know," Sydney interrupted. "I believe you now."

Rebecca had fainted right in front of her, so she had no choice but to accept it.

Later, the doctor performed a CT scan and MRI for Rebecca.

When the results came in, the doctor pointed to the findings and told them, "The patient shows enlarged lateral ventricles and widened sulci, with clear signs of cerebral atrophy in the frontal lobe. The MRI also indicates atrophy in the hippocampal area." Although Wesley didn't fully understand the medical jargon, he could guess the implications.

"So my mom really has dementia?" he asked.

The doctor nodded. "Based on the current results, yes."

the chair. With Sydney wanting a divorce and his mother having dementia,

turned to her, his gaze blurry. He gently patted

office,

worried expressions on their faces. "What's wrong? You both look so

up with a smile. "Mom, you're in the hospital.

fine," Rebecca replied. "I feel better now.

a minute." Wesley pressed her down. "Let's stay

good;

don't make us

What something happened at home, and

and daughter-in-law's faces, Rebecca guessed

for me to forget things at my age. You don't need to

you don't want us to worry please cooperate and stay in the hospital for a few more days. I'll stay You the whole

in, "Wesley and I

me?" Rebecca quickly replied.