Wilson's heart tightened at the thought. He was even trembling slightly.

She must be fine! She must be!

He couldn't bear the thought of losing her, as she meant more to him than anyone else.

As Clara left the hospital, she was unaware of the black car following her.

Wilson watched her intently from behind, and just then, his phone rang.

He answered the call and immediately asked, "What's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

"Mr. Birch, Miss Wells is not sick. She's actually pregnant," the person on the other end of the line informed him. "She's currently four weeks pregnant, and today's blood test came back normal..."

The person on the phone continued to speak, but Wilson couldn't hear anything else.

His attention was solely focused on Clara.

She... She's pregnant?!

He knew right away that the baby she was carrying was conceived that night they spent together. It was their baby!

In an instant, tears welled up in Wilson's eyes.

She's pregnant with their child! He failed to prope