Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Charles quickly stepped in to comfort Jude. "You don't have to worry about it too much. The doctor is just giving us a heads-up." "A heads-up? But we can't indeed see the baby's fingers when both its fists are clenched!" Jude was about to leap out of bed.

While watching her reaction in resignation, the doctor was slightly regretting his decision to point the truth out to the couple. However, it was his duty to do so. As a doctor, no matter how slim the chance of the defect occurring could be, there was nonetheless a chance in which that might be the case, so he had to inform them.

"At the moment, I can't capture the baby's face clearly, so I can't take a photo of it. Why don't you go on a quick stroll before coming back? You can have some chocolate. The baby will turn to face us when it's excited."

Meanwhile, Charles helped Jude up, and then wiped away the coupling agent on her belly with some tissues. After he ushered her out of the room, she began pacing back and forth in the corridor. "Darling, could our baby actually not have fingers?"

"It won't. Don't worry too much about it."

do you mean by that? The possibility is there! This is your baby we're talking about. Why do you seem not to care about it at all?" Jude was starting another rant

only a slim chance of the defect occurring. A lot of babies have their fists clenched during

care about our baby at all! The baby

her way. Slightly embarrassed by the attention, Charles led her to

this baby is disabled? I went through such a lengthy pregnancy to give birth to the baby, so this baby is the only one

while, Charles was feeling defeated. When will this pregnancy end? I don't think I can do

time to placate Jude. Upon doing another scan, the doctor heaved a sigh. "I'm sorry. The baby is still clenching its fists. And it's asleep now, with its back to us, so we can't take a clear

not worry about anything at all?", Even after a few more attempts, the baby was still asleep. With Jude exhausted and running

Jude was muttering incessantly, going down the rabbit hole. "What if the baby doesn't have fingers? We didn't get to see its face, so what if it's ugly? I won't be able to love him if he