Early the next morning, Theresa went to the hospital. She also bought a fruit basket, as she was going to visit an old man in the hospital. She couldnât go there without a gift.
She had to be polite.
Elizabeth didnât sleep all night. How could she understand and accept it since she had the thoughts ingrained?
She accepted because Theresa was hurt because of them, so she had to say yes. Besides, she believed that the doctor could cure the inability to give birth.
She had completely ignored that Theresaâs face was flawless, which could only be achieved with advanced medical killing. She continued to think that Theresa had never met a good doctor.
She asked Theresa to go see her at the hospital because she wanted to check her out.
He wanted Theresa to get medical treatment.
Now that medical knowledge was so advanced, Elizabeth believed that Theresa would eventually become pregnant.
If she didnât, she could accept the baby from the tube, as long as it was Armandâs.
Theresa knocked on the door. Armand went to open it. When he saw her, he immediately took the gift from her hands. He asked her in a gentle tone, âDid you have breakfast?â.
Theresa replied, âYes. I came after breakfast.â
Check gⱯlnÏvðâsâ¤cøm for more chapters Armand ushered her in, âCome in.â
âCome and sit here, Theresa.â Elizabeth waved her over.
Theresa walked over. Elizabeth was able to agree, which surprised her. She was also quite grateful to Elizabeth, as she knew how much Elizabeth wanted a great-grandchild.
âGood morning, Grandma.â
âGood morning.â Elizabeth tugged on her hand and said, âYouâve lost a lot of weight. You must have been in a lot of pain.â
Theresa looked down and said, âItâs all in the past.â
Elizabeth patted her hand and said, âDonât be afraid. I will be with you in the future.â
Then they heard knocking at the door.
Armand went to open the door. Normally, doctors came at this time in the morning to make the rounds.
However, it was not the doctor who usually checked Elizabeth.
Armand asked, âExcuse meâ¦â
âIâm Doctor Hawkinsâ¦â
âHello, Doctor Hawkins. Come in, please,â Elizabeth said toward the door.
Armand turned his face back to his grandmother, âWhatâs wrong?â
He didnât change doctors. The doctor who always saw Elizabeth was an expert with great skill.
There was no need to change doctors.
âThis is Dr. Hawkins, who specializes in infertility. I asked him to check Theresa. We are not a poor family. Iâm sure Theresa could be cured.â
Elizabeth believed she was doing this for Armand and Theresaâs sake.
In an instant, Theresa felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her. She felt cold from toe to toe.
Reaching up, she felt her throat so dry that she couldnât utter a word.
Armand also showed signs of discomfort instantly. He said to Dr. Hawkins in a cold tone, âNo, the checkup is unnecessary. Please leave.â
âWhy not, Theresa canât give birth, can she? Dr. Hawkins studied abroad and is an expert. He could probably cure Theresa,â Elizabeth hastened to say, âIâm doing it for your own good. You donât want to never have any children in your whole life, do you?â.
âI told you I donât want any childrenâ¦â
âDonât be scared. If you really have the problem of infertility, I can help you. Besides, test tube technology is so advanced nowâ¦â
You stood up and looked expressionlessly at the young doctor, âCan you make a test-tube baby without a uterus?â
âWell⦠I canât do that.â The test tube would only be used for growing. The baby needed to grow in the uterus. Without the uterus, the baby could not be born.
Unless surrogacy was used and the baby was allowed to grow in another womanâs uterus.
âSo, you canât cure me.â Theresa kept shaking as she stood. Every time she was mentioned, she felt an excruciating pain in her heart, as if she were being stabbed by a dagger.
She struggled to remain calm and turned to face Elizabeth again, âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry, Grandma, but I have to go. I have something urgent to take care of.â
After finishing her words, she headed for the door. Armand immediately followed her and tugged on her hand, âWait, Theresaâ¦â
Theresa suddenly jerked her hand away. Then she felt she was too upset. She shouldnât have taken her anger out on others. However, she felt quite upset. Her flaw was exposed in front of others directly, making her feel like she was just a clown since she had a flaw and was not a complete woman.
She adapted to her mood as quickly as she could, âArmand, uncle called me. He says thereâs something urgent with him now. I have to go back. Please take good care of Grandma.â
Then she left the room in long strides.
Armand, worried about her, followed her, âTheresa, please listen to me. I didnât know Grandma would call the doctor. Please donât worryâ¦â
âNo, I donât care at all. I have a defect in my body, why should I get upset?â
She stared at Armand, âThe very act of exposing my defect to others has upset me. Do you understand how I feel?â
Armand said, âI know. I didnât tell Grandma the details because I was afraid she would keep mentioning having a baby to you, and then you would feel stressed. Iâm sorry. I didnât do a very good job.â
Theresa snorted, âPlease come back. I really must go now.â
Holding back tears, she added, âIf it doesnât work out or you canât work it out, please call me on the phone. I want to be alone. Please donât go looking for me for the time being.â
âIâm sorryâ¦â
Armand felt very annoyed at how frustrated she was.
Theresa pressed her lips together, turned determinedly and walked out of the hospital.
Armand rubbed his cheeks hard, feeling like he had fallen from heaven to hell.
The night before he had imagined a lot of happy scenes in the future.
He kept thinking about how to make Theresa a romantic marriage proposal.
Today, howeverâ¦
He turned around and walked back into the living room, listening to Elizabeth talking to that doctor.
Elizabeth was surprised by Theresaâs reaction. She understood what was wrong with her, but it seemed she didnât quite get it. She probably wasnât ready to believe what Theresa had said. She still had hope in her heart and wanted to get a satisfactory answer from the doctor. She hoped she had misheard a moment ago, âWhat-what does it mean that she doesnât have a uterus?â
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