Chapter 583


    Almost tormented by him through the night, I awoke the following morning battered by soreness.


    As it waste when I got home andpiled with the lengthy anguish he inflicted upon me, it was


    almost daybreak when I was able to sleep.


    Twisting and turning, I then turned to regard the soundly snoozing Michael with profound annoyance.


    Having gone at me so hardst night, he drifted off to sleep himself with scant regard for my feelings,


    and that very thought drove me to sit up and shake him.


    Even though I had been at the receiving end of some serious punishment, it was he who shouldered


    the bulk of the physical exertion. That ought to have made him more knackered than I was.


    When he felt my movements, he groggily opened his eyes. “What''s up?”


    “What''s up? Haven''t you realized it yourself yet?” Frowning, I regarded him unhappily when I heard


    what he said.


    “Are you not satisfied withst night? Shall we have another go at it, then?” Confronted with my look of


    discontent, Michael did not react with displeasure. Conversely, he beamed a faint smile at me.


    I was rendered speechless by his nonchnce. How is it that this man''s thought processes always


    seem to veer in that direction? Since when did I say that I wanted another go at it?


    After I shot him a look, I paid him no further heed and mbered out of bed to freshen up.


    For some unfathomable reason, while brushing my teeth, I started feeling nauseous like I did the other


    day.


    In spite of going without anything to eatst night, I had gotten through the entire night without


    difort, so I could not understand the reasons for my own sudden urge to hurl.


    I supposed that I must have gone at it too hard for too longst night on an empty stomach. Still, I


    found myself wanting to throw up during breakfast time.


    That got the other members of the Shaw family unsettled. However, Josephine instead regarded me in


    glee.


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    “What''s happening? Are you feeling unwell?” Michael asked in concern when he saw me that way.


    “I''m fine. It may probably just be an upset stomach, so there''s nothing to worry about. A short rest


    ought to be able to fix it.”


    Although those feelings of queasiness did not go away, I still tried to y it cool just so I might lessen


    Michael''s worries.


    Until the conclusion of the meal, I was still feeling quite under the weather. Thus, I went straight back to


    my own room to rest.


    Almost tormented by him through the night, I awoke the following morning battered by soreness.


    Almost tormantad by him through tha night, I awoka tha following morning battarad by soranass.


    As it wasta whan I got homa andpd with thangthy anguish ha inflictad upon ma, it was


    almost daybraak whan I was a to ap.


    Twisting and turning, I than turnad to ragard tha soundly snoozing Michaal with profound annoyanca.


    Having gona at ma so hardst night, ha driftad off to ap himsalf with scant ragard for my faalings,


    and that vary thought drova ma to sit up and shaka him.


    Evan though I had baan at tha racaiving and of soma sarious punishmant, it was ha who shouldarad


    tha bulk of tha physical axartion. That ought to hava mada him mora knackarad than I was.


    Whan ha falt my movamants, ha groggily opanad his ayas. “What''s up?”


    “What''s up? Havan''t you raalizad it yoursalf yat?” Frowning, I ragardad him unhappily whan I haard


    what ha said.


    “Ara you not satisfiad withst night? Shall wa hava anothar go at it, than?” Confrontad with my look of


    discontant, Michaal did not raact with disasura. Convarsaly, ha baamad a faint sm at ma.


    I was randarad spaacss by his nonchnca. How is it that this man''s thought procassas always


    saam to vaar in that diraction? Sinca whan did I say that I wantad anothar go at it?


    Aftar I shot him a look, I paid him no furthar haad and mbarad out of bad to frashan up.


    For soma unfathoma raason, wh brushing my taath, I startad faaling nausaous lika I did tha othar


    day.


    In spita of going without anything to aatst night, I had gottan through tha antira night without


    difort, so I could not undarstand tha raasons for my own suddan urga to hurl.


    I supposad that I must hava gona at it too hard for too longst night on an ampty stomach. Still, I


    found mysalf wanting to throw up during braakfast tima.


    That got tha othar mambars of tha Shaw family unsatd. Howavar, Josaphina instaad ragardad ma in


    a.


    “What''s happaning? Ara you faaling unwall?” Michaal askad in concarn whan ha saw ma that way.


    “I''m fina. It may probably just ba an upsat stomach, so thara''s nothing to worry about. A short rast


    ought to ba a to fix it.”


    Although thosa faalings of quaasinass did not go away, I still triad to y it cool just so I mightssan


    Michaal''s worrias.


    Until tha conclusion of tha maal, I was still faaling quita undar tha waathar. Thus, I want straight back to


    my own room to rast.


    I had barelyid my head down when I heard a knock on the door. Shortly after, Josephine was seen


    pushing her way in.


    “What brought you here, Mom?”


    Josephine''s appearance took me by surprise.


    “You didn''t have much of an appetite at breakfast just now, so I thought I should bring you some fruits,”


    said Josephine with a subtle smile as she looked at me with kindliness.


    “Thank you.”


    I smiled warmly as I met her eyes.


    Not feeling too good right now and hankering for something sour, the grapes she brought were exactly


    what I needed. With nary another word, I helped myself to it.


    As she watched me savor the food, her smile only widened.


    “When did you start feeling sick, Anna? Have you had yourself checked out at the hospital yet?”


    Josephine''s gaze lingered upon me when she asked.


    “I haven''t been able to do that yet. I felt a difort in my abdomen and was nauseous when I was


    brushing my teeth this morning. You needn''t worry yourself because I don''t think it''s anything too


    serious.”


    Feeling Josephine''s concern for me, I tried to offer herfort in return.


    “When was thest time you had your period?”


    Just as I thought this conversation had concluded, Josephine''s question caught me quite off guard, but


    there was no way I could be daft enough to not be able to figure out why she suddenly asked about


    that.


    As I reflected upon this, it had been over a month since itst arrived. Before, I had attributed it to


    hormonal imbnce induced by the stress over Leanne''s affair.


    Now that she mentioned it, the symptoms of my physiological response suddenly started to make


    sense.


    At that instant, I was a bundle of nerves and anticipation, for I could not be sure whether our conjecture


    could be correct.


    In spite of us already having Amaury, Michael still very much fancied a little girl. With the both of us


    kept busy by work, however, we had not gotten around to discussing the matter of trying for a daughter.


    “Mom, do you mean...”


    I raised my eyes to meet Josephine''s with surprise.


    “I think that it might be better if you went to the hospital to have yourself looked at, Anna. We''ll know for


    sure once we have the results.”


    While Josephine spoke, her bodynguage told me that she was already sufficiently confident about


    the oue.


    Personally, I also hoped for that to be the case. If I really conceived, then the child in my belly would be


    Michael and mine. Naturally, that would greatly please me.


    “Very well. I''d head over there in the afternoon.”


    An eagerness to ascertain whether our conjecture could be spot on left me extremely antsy.


    “All right then. Take a good rest in the morning and have Michael go in with you for consultation in the


    afternoon,” said Josephine warmly before she exited the bedroom.


    Though initially fatigued before, this hypothetical scenario got me so excited that I was not able to catch


    a wink. I could not wait to get myself over to the hospital to be examined right away.


    Till afternoon, I still had not called Michael and had not asked for his apaniment either because I


    still was not sure if I was really pregnant myself. Would it not be a waste of his time if it proved to be no


    more than a simple case of an upset stomach?


    He had so much work to deal with every single day so I did not want to take up too much of his time. If I


    was indeed pregnant, I needed only to share this good news with him when the time came.


    In the afternoon, I drove myself to the hospital. Before I set out from home, I rang Ronan up to enlist his


    help in getting myself registered ahead of time.


    When I arrived, I found him waiting for me. Disquiet was etched upon his face the moment heid eyes


    on me.


    “What''s wrong? Why are youing in to get a check-up all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell?”


    His voice was filled with concern, whereas I was brimming with joy inside.


    “It''s nothing really. I thought that I may be pregnant, and wanted to get some tests done just to confirm


    whether that could be the case.”


    Seeing that this was his hospital, I made no attempt to hide the purpose of my visit as I would not likely


    have been able to withhold anything even if I tried.


    His face stiffened when he heard what I said, and the concern he showed abruptly turned into


    disappointment.


    By this time, we might consider ourselves to be no more than ordinary friends. I had been under the


    impression that he had already moved past it, but the fleeting look in his eyes told me otherwise.