Chapter 840

"I'm sorry, patient confidentiality prevents me from sharing medical records." Dr. Yang adjusted her glasses firmly.

"That's my wife." Ethan Roscente's voice was low. "I just want to see our baby's ultrasound."

He'd never seen the tiny life growing inside Vivian. Didn't know if their child had his features or hers.

"But Dr. Laurent mentioned...the father was..." Dr. Yang hesitated.

Ethan's expression darkened.

Vivian had been spreading that lie everywhere?

"We had a minor disagreement." He massaged his temples. "As the father, wanting to see my own child isn't unreasonable, is it?"

After a pause, Dr. Yang pulled up the scan.

"Twenty-six weeks along. Perfectly healthy." She pointed at the screen. "Though the mother needs more nutrients."

Ethan stared at the grainy image.

A tiny human form, already kicking and stretching in the amniotic fluid. In four months, this little life would enter the world.

An unfamiliar warmth bloomed in his chest.

"May I have a printout?" His eyes remained fixed on the screen.

Once approved, he carefully folded the report into his suit's inner pocket.

"Please don't tell Dr. Laurent I was here." He gave a final instruction before leaving.

Dr. Yang nodded reluctantly.

His phone buzzed the moment he stepped outside—seventeen missed calls from Patrick Alpinus.

"Finally!" Patrick's exaggerated voice came through. "Where's Annika? When do I get to see her?"

Ethan vaguely recalled mentioning it yesterday.

"You're at the airport?"

"Obviously! Come get me!"

Checking his watch, Ethan found himself with rare free time.

Thirty minutes later, his car idled at the arrivals terminal.

"Ethan!" Patrick sprinted over with his luggage, eyes wide. "You're driving yourself? Did Roscente Group go bankrupt?"

He reached for the door handle. "Getting chauffeured by the CEO—now that's an honor."

Ethan slammed the door shut. "Dream on."