Chapter 176: Three Weeks

Savannah “Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Blackwood, you're three weeks pregnant.” For a second, the doctor’s words didn’t even sound real. They just floated there in the air, colliding with everything in the room. My brain, however, was busy trying to process them—three weeks pregnant. Pregnant. Me. “Three weeks?” I repeated, blinking hard. “Already?” The doctor smiled, her hands folded neatly on her desk. “Yes. According to the test results, you’re roughly three weeks along. Everything looks good so far.” Three weeks. My heart did an odd, uncoordinated flutter. I turned to Roman, who sat beside me with that proud expression he wore when he was trying not to show his arrogance. His lips twitched, his jaw flexed, and his eyes softened the moment they met mine. “Three weeks,” I murmured again, a little dazed. “Which one was it that—” Roman cleared his throat sharply, cutting me off. His gaze darted toward the doctor, and I immediately realized what I’d just started to say. Oh. That. Right.