Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

In the hospital, inside the office of Dr. Grant, the head of Obstetrics.

"The last procedure was canceled, and the reserved blood from the bank was already used up. Since your blood type is rare, if we apply again, it'll take at least a week. I wanted to let you know in advance."

Briony's blood type was so uncommon that what would be a routine, low-risk procedure for most women required the utmost care in her case.

"Please help me apply for it," Briony replied quietly. "Let's schedule the operation for a week from now."

"Alright." Dr. Grant slid a fresh ultrasound across the desk. "You're just past seven weeks. Before twelve weeks, the risk to your health is lower. But at this stage, the babies already have heartbeats."

Dr. Grant handed over the report. "Both embryos have strong heartbeats. Fraternal twins-quite uncommon in your situation."

Briony didn't take the report. She couldn't even bring herself to look at it.

Stella, standing close by, reached out and accepted the papers on her behalf.

"Dr. Grant, my friend and her ex-husband... there's no chance of reconciliation. She doesn't want her children to grow up in a broken family, so I'd appreciate it if you could help arrange the procedure as soon as possible."

I'd advise her to think carefully. The latest tests show there are some

barely above

assessment. I'd

this, Stella—an OB-GYN herself-felt a knot tighten in her stomach. She knew this

performed

results were not

You're carrying twins, which is extraordinary. But if you go through with the termination, the damage to

bowed, fists

even if you were to perform the surgery

conceived at all—let alone with twins-is nothing short of a miracle. Usually, patients with this condition, if they do

Briony's downcast face, then cleared her throat. She

the procedure. Maybe she'll be

Dr. Grant. I'll take her home now. Once she's decided, I'll