Chapter 202 "This isn't a joking matter. In serious cases, she might miscarry the baby. You have to be more careful with her. After all, she's already got symptoms of bleeding." Mark's every word was highly impactful, making Tiffany's cheeks flush.
Vincent listened with a frown before replying, "Alright, we'll be careful." Then, Mark printed an ultrasound order and asked them to head out for an ultrasound.
Vincent walked in long strides, leaving Tiffany in the dust. Watching his back, she could feel that his attitude had undergone a profound change.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, Vincent stopped walking and looked back at her. Tiffany stopped subconsciously as well.
They stood with sdistance between them for a while. They looked close enough, as though they would be able to walk side by side if only Vincent waited and Tiffany walked faster. However, she knew that the distance between them was a chasm she could never bridge. At least, not in this lifetime.
The seconds trickled away in their silent stare-down.
Suddenly, Vincent walked over to her. As Tiffany watched him approach, her heart pounded.
Vincent stopped right in front of her and leaned down to ask, "Why did you stop?" His gaze swept over her features. He had no idea how this woman could be so attractive. She made him constantly think of her and miss her.
Vincent could bear it in her absence. However, the second he saw her, he couldn't control the desire to get close to her.
If not for the fact that she was pregnant with William's baby and they had gotten back together, he would've thought she had fed him a love potion. It would explain his lack of self-control.
Tiffany looked down, not daring to make eye contact with him. She said, "I can do the ultrasound on my own. Feel free to head off, Mr. Lewis." "Are you that desperate to chaseaway?" The speechless Tiffany felt a lump forming in her throat at his question. Sadness enveloped her as she gripped the paper in her hands.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlthough her tone was soft, her words stabbed at him like knives. "We should keep an appropriate distance from each other, not to get mention the fact that I'm pregnant now You... should keep your distance, Mr. Lewis." Frowning, Vincent stared intently at her as he replied, "Indeed, I should keep a distance from you." Technically, he was the child's uncle. However, he did not want to have anything to do with the Lewis family.
Tiffany thought that his words meant he was going to leave. She waited for a moment, but he remaine standing in front of her She couldn't help but look up at him. The second their eyes met, Vincent yanked her over until they were nearly nose to nose.
His fingers were locked around her wrist like a metal clamp, giving her no chance of backing away.
Gazing into her eyes, he asked, "Have you really decided to get back together with William?" Tiffany knew that he had
misunderstood. She did not like being misunderstood, least of all when it cto her and Williang. Sheo m would've explained their situation if it were anyone else. However, she needed to push Vincent away and keep her distance. Thus, she pursed her lips and remained silent. When Vincent let go, Tiffany took a few steps backward.
His expression was grim as he said, "Go for the ultrasound. I'll be waiting for you in the car." Was he going to drive her home?
Tiffany looked up. Just as she was about to speak, Vincent interrupted, "I was the one who brought you here. Of course, I have to send you hsafely!"
He would not allow her to refuse. The spark that had crackled between them a moment ago had vanished.