"Miss Brown, the test results show that you are born with a thin uterine wall and an unstable fetal image. You should be more careful about your diet and exercise."
The doctor prescribed the medicine while instructing, and handed over the card, "Here, go get the medicine."
"Okay, thank you doctor." Wennie Brown took the card and stood up slowly.
The doctor ordered again, "Be careful, don't take it seriously!"
The thin uterine wall is prone to miscarriage, and many pregnant women cannot conceive again after one miscarriage.
"Thank you doctor, I will pay attention." Wennie Brown smiled and nodded.
After three years of marriage, no one is looking forward to the arrival of this child more than her, and she will definitely protect him well.
After taking the medicine, Wennie Brown came out of the outpatient building and returned to the car.
The driver started the car and looked at her from the rearview mirror, "Mrs. Duncan, sir, there are still 20 minutes left for the plane at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, do you want to go directly to the airport?"
"Go."
Thinking of seeing him in twenty minutes, Wennie Brown had a sweet smile on her face, and she couldn't wait in her heart.
Flynn Duncan has been away for nearly a month and she misses him.
On the way, she couldn't help but took out the pregnancy test form in her bag and read it several times, placing her hand gently on her lower abdomen.
Here, there is her and Flynn Duncan's baby, who will be born in eight months.
She wanted to share the good news with Flynn Duncan right away.
At the airport, the driver parked the car in a conspicuous place, "Mrs. Duncan, would you like to call sir?"
Wennie Brown looked at the time, guessed that Flynn Duncan had already got off the plane, and dialed a phone number, but the customer service said that it was temporarily unavailable.
"It's probably because the plane is delayed, wait a while." Wennie Brown said.
After a while, Flynn Duncan still didn't come out.
Wennie Brown called again, but was still temporarily unavailable.
"hold on."
It is common for planes to be delayed, sometimes by an hour or two.
two hours later.
Wennie Brown called Flynn Duncan again, and finally it was no longer the cold notification tone, and the call was quickly picked up, "Flynn, are you getting off the plane?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and a female voice rang out, "Sorry, Flynn went to the bathroom, let him come back to you later."
Before Wennie Brown could speak, a busy tone came from the microphone.
She looked at the phone screen and was stunned for a moment.
She remembered that Flynn Duncan did not bring a female secretary with him on this business trip.
Wennie Brown stared at the screen of her phone that was turned off, waiting for a call back from Flynn Duncan.
Soon, ten minutes passed.
Flynn Duncan did not return a call.
Wennie Brown waited another five minutes before she couldn't resist calling Flynn Duncan again.
After dialing and waiting for a long time, the call was not connected until it was about to hang up automatically. A familiar male voice came from the microphone, low and magnetic, "Hello, Wennie Brown?"
"Flynn, where are you? The driver and I are in the parking lot of the D area of the terminal building, just come here directly."
The voice on the other side of the phone paused, "Sorry, I forgot to turn on my phone after getting off the plane. I have already left the airport."
Wennie Brown's smile fell instantly.
"Then—I'll wait for you at home?" Wennie Brown bit her lip, "I have something to tell you."
"Okay, I have something to tell you too."
"I'll ask Linda to prepare your favorite food for dinner..."
"You eat by yourself. I have something to do. I'll go back later."
Wennie Brown was a little disappointed, but her voice calmly replied, "That's good."
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, the female voice from Flynn Duncan rang again, "Flynn, I'm sorry, Wennie Brown called you just now, I forgot to convey it..."
Wennie Brown's heart sank, and he frowned, just about to ask Flynn Duncan who this woman was, when the phone was hung up.
She looked at the phone screen, pursed her lips, and said to the driver, "Go home."
The driver guessed something from the words and drove away from the airport.
For dinner, Wennie Brown didn't have much appetite, but she still ate some for the sake of the baby in her belly.
The TV was on in the living room.
She was sitting on the sofa with her pillow in her arms, frequently looking at the time on her watch, and she didn't even bother to watch what was on TV.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Wennie Brown yawned and fell asleep without knowing it.
When she was half asleep and half awake, she suddenly felt her body lighten, as if someone was hugging her.
Wennie Brown was in a daze, seemed to smell a familiar smell and a faint smell of alcohol, and muttered, "Flynn?"