Chapter 872
Toby shook his head. "I still can't see clearly. Mel, try to relax a bit. I'm going to give you some oxygen and gently nudge the fetus to see if we can get it to roll over. Just relax, okay?"
Since he was nervous, Toby called her by the nickname he used in the past.
Andrew scowled even more.
Neither Melina nor Toby paid any attention to Andrew's mood. They were both focused on the baby. They wanted to see if everything was fine.
Only Andrew didn't care. He only cared that Toby's hand was pressing on Melina's belly, and it made him want to chop it off. Of course, he wouldn't actually do that. He had learned to repress his emotions and even learned how to pretend.
Toby proceeded carefully, softly pressing on Melina's belly. He was so tense that his glasses were fogging up. "Mel, please relax. This is just a scan—nothing else."
Melina breathed in, trying to calm herself. She felt the baby move with the external pressure, a motion stronger than the usual fetal movement she sensed.
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