Chapter 717

"Something feels off about Dr. Laurent's physical condition. Can we schedule a full examination?" Ethan Roscente's brow furrowed with concern. "If it's just exhaustion, that's manageable. But we need to rule out other possibilities."

The physician nodded. "Of course. We'll arrange it immediately."

Given Vivian Laurent's immense contributions to the hospital, a comprehensive checkup was the least they could provide.

The tests concluded swiftly, yet the wait for results stretched unbearably long.

Vivian remained unconscious in the hospital bed, her pallid complexion twisting Ethan's heart with anguish.

He should have insisted she rest earlier.

She'd already left the hospital, only to rush back to save an unknown child's life.

Ethan clasped her icy fingers, his eyes reddening slightly.

"Vivian, you must pull through."

Upon receiving news of the situation, Queen Eleanor demanded expedited processing of the test results.

The report arrived shortly.

"Dr. Laurent's coma resulted from hypoglycemia and extreme fatigue. However..." The doctor hesitated.

"However what?" Ethan's voice sharpened abruptly.

"Dr. Laurent is five months pregnant. Weren't you aware?" The physician posed the question cautiously.

Ethan froze as if struck by lightning.

Five months?

Fragments of Vivian's recent behavior flashed through his mind—frequent hospital visits, Lucas Lefèvre covering for her, complaints of stomach discomfort, that subtle rounding of her abdomen...

Now it made sense.

Ethan's hands trembled slightly.

She'd known all along.

And kept it from him.

Which raised the burning question—who was the father?