Henry steadied his nerves and dismissed the doctor, his eyes resting on the ashen-faced woman in the bed, a tide of restlessness rising within him.

It was just over two months into the ordeal, and the road ahead was daunting. How much more suffering was she to endure?

At that moment, a twinge of regret washed over him for having agreed to Giselle’s pregnancy.

Giselle caught his gaze and, with keen intuition, understood what he was thinking. "I actually quite like children ...