Chapter 80
Izabe was feeling embarrassed, and her ears were burning hot.
Walking beside her, Ryker naturally chimed in, "Yeah, I like her."
The deanughed even harder upon hearing this, "Never thought Ryker would finallye to his
senses and like a girl for the first time. If only he was a bit smarter."
Ryker frowned and said seriously, "I AM smart."
The dean didn''t take his words to heart, knowing he was a bit of a dimwit.
Besides, even if he really did like her, Izabe was a marrieddy. Was it even possible for her to
like an idiot like him? Dream on.
By chance, Izabe looked up and met Ryker''s eyes, her heart suddenly raced. "What are you
looking at?"
"You already know my name, but I don''t know yours."
Izabe let out a sigh of relief. She thought he was going to ask something more serious, "It''s
Izabe."
"Izabe, Izabe, Izabe."
Ryker''s voice was very pleasant, deep, and maic. When he called Izabe''s name, his tone
was incredibly gentle, making hearts flutter.
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Izabe secretly scolded herself for being carried away by a stranger''s voice, especially since he
was an idiot.
Ryker has a poor memory. It takes him a long time to remember something. Afraid of forgetting
Izabe''s name, he kept chanting it until it was engraved in his heart.
Ryker knew he was foolish, and the orphanage folks often called him a dumb giant. He didn''t dare
to get too close to Izabe in fear of being disliked, but he didn''t want to stay away from her either.
He followed her closely, gazing at her side profile.
In his eyes, Izabe was the most beautiful person he had ever met, and her name was also lovely.
He unconsciously called out, "Be."
Izabe turned her head. That was her nickname, something only those close to her would call her.
Hearing it from a stranger caught her off guard.
But after the surprise, she felt a strange familiarity. She had never met Ryker before, so how could
he seem familiar, like someone she met a long time ago?
Izabe didn''t mind him calling her affectionately. "Hi?"
Ryker felt a little embarrassed, looked up to the sky, smiling faintly, "Can I call you Be?"
Izabe found it funny, "Didn''t you just call me that?"
"Your name is really lovely." Ryker smiled even brighter and kept sticking around Izabe afterward.
Though he didn''t get too close, he stood near her, gazing at her like a puppy being abandoned.
Izabe yed with a group of kids, and soon forgot about lunchtime. The creamy smell around her
made her feel a little nauseous, and her stomach began to hurt.
In a panic, Izabe rummaged through her purse, but other than her keys, phone, and makeup,
there was nothing there. She had forgotten to take her stomach meds.
Gastric pain could be unbearable, and Izabe found it hard to resist the stabbing feeling.
Her face turned pale, and she stumbled before sitting down, her body immediately breaking out in
cold sweat.
Noticing her unusual condition, Ryker rushed over, "Are you sick?"
Izabe looked at his worried face and wanted to smile, telling him it was nothing. But she couldn''t
speak.
The dean immediately came over upon hearing Ryker''s voice. Seeing Izabe''s pale, sweaty face
and pain-filled expression, she panicked, "Ms. Salotti, what''s wrong?"
"I''m just feeling unwell. I''ll have to leave early."
The dean thought Izabe had a stomachache and said, "With this much pain, you should go to the
hospital. Let me take you."
Izabe knew the dean had to manage the orphanage and insisted on going alone.
Ryker stubbornly grabbed her wrist. "Let me take you."
"Just now, I..."
Before she could refuse, the dean interrupted her. "Let Ryker take you. Although he might not be
the smartest, he knowsmon sense. I trust him to look after you."
"I''ll go with you. Otherwise, I''ll follow you." Ryker stared at Izabe intently, like a watchful shepherd
dog.
His gaze quickened Izabe''s heartbeat, and she fell silent.
The dean added, "You''re in too much pain to drive. Take a taxi to the Light of Hope Hospital. It''s not
far, and Ryker knows the way."
Upon hearing the hospital''s name, Izabe felt relieved. Presley had medicine there and could also
check why she had been feeling fatigued, nauseous, and wanting to throw uptely–symptoms not
rted to gastric pain.
"Alright," Izabe agreed because of the dean''s insistence and having a stubborn Ryker by her side.
They hailed a cab outside, and the dean reminded Ryker to take good care of Izabe before they
left.
In the car, Ryker asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Izabe, heavily weakened, leaned against the car door. The gastric pain felt like a knife stabbing
her belly.
Ryker felt helpless seeing her in so much pain, his eyes turning teary. He directly carried her and
ran towards the hospital.
He ran fast, the wind blowing Izabe''s hair back, and caught a whiff of jasmine scent.
Pale, Izabe gripped Ryker''s shoulder tightly, her voice trembling, "Put me down!"
Ignoring her, Ryker sprinted towards the hospital. The security guard standing at the entrance
thought the worst upon seeing Ryker carrying a woman, running so desperately.
"What happened?"
Ryker slowed down, "She has a stomachache. We need to see a doctor."
"The hospital is a no-running zone! What if you crash into someone?" the guard reminded him.
Izabe agreed, "Yes, put me down. I can walk."
Ryker held her tighter, looking reluctant to let go.
Izabe frowned, "If you don''t let me go, I''ll get pissed and won''t want to see you ever again."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a look of nervous fear on Ryker''s face.
Ryker carefully let go of her, standing in front of her with his head bowed, like a kid who''s done
something stupid and made a mistake.
Seeing his jet-ck hair, Izabe resisted the urge to reach out and touch it. She sucked up her
stomachache and called Presley to tell him about her situation.
Presley was treating a patient when he heard about Izabe''s situation. He quickly arranged for
someone to send her medication and also scheduled her an appointment with a gynecologist for a
thorough checkup.
The test results came out quickly, and unexpectedly, Izabe was five weeks pregnant.