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."

divorce and his mother having dementia, the double blow was almost too much to bear. Sydney

to her, his gaze blurry. He gently patted the back of her

doctor's office, they entered the hospital

saw the worried expressions on their faces. "What's wrong? You both look so glum. Did someone

"Mom, you're in the hospital.

replied. "I feel better now. Let's

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

is good; I'm fine," she

please don't

it was still safer in the hospital. What something happened at home,

the serious expressions on her son and daughter-in-law's faces,

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

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

in, "Wesley and I

let you take care of me?" Rebecca quickly replied. "Just let the caregivers handle