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."

With Sydney wanting a divorce and his mother having dementia, the double blow was almost too much

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

the doctor's office,

who had just woken up, saw the worried expressions on their faces.

you're in the hospital. How could we be

feel better now.

down. "Let's stay a few more

health is good; I'm

please don't

truly uneasy about her going home so soon. Even with someone to care for her, it was still safer in the hospital. What something happened at home, and they couldn't get her to the hospital

her son and

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

us to worry please cooperate and stay in the hospital

I will

take care of me?" Rebecca quickly replied. "Just let the caregivers handle it. You both