Chapter 282

Megan felt the cool gel as the device moved over her belly. Watching Tristan purse his lips nervously, she found it amusing. "Why are you acting like it's me who's nervous? You're the one all tensed up," she teased silently. Tristan kept his eyes glued to the screen, and when he saw that tiny little face, the corners of his mouth lifted ever so slightly. The doctor chuckled, "From this angle, the baby's eyes really take after the mom. But that nose and mouth? Definitely dad's. Such an adorable little one." Tristan quickly asked, "Doctor, is it a boy or a girl?" Just as the doctor was about to respond, Megan gently grabbed her hand. "Let's keep it a surprise, okay? Just tell us if the baby's healthy." The doctor nodded agreeably. "Of course." Tristan was itching to know—it really bothered him not having that answer. Deep down, there was this fear that if something were to happen to him, he wouldn't even know if it was a son or a daughter. After leaving with confirmation that the baby wa