Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 852

Mr. Bennett Thompson appeared calm and composed as always, but his grip on Yvonne's hand was a little too tight, his palm slightly damp.

As they walked out of the hospital, he shielded her carefully, as if worried someone in the crowd might bump into her.

“Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?” Bennett asked, carefully fastening Yvonne’s seatbelt. He adjusted the strap, making sure it didn't press against her abdomen.

“I’m a bit tired. I just want to go home,” Yvonne replied, leaning back against the seat, looking drained.

They had been up late last night, and the morning had started with a jolt of abdominal pain, leaving her completely exhausted.

“Then we’ll eat at home. I’ll ask Helen to make some of your favorite dishes.” Bennett immediately took out his phone and called Helen, asking her to prepare a few extra things.

Only then did Bennett start the car's engine.

It was the first time Bennett had ever driven so slowly, but the ride was incredibly smooth.

Yvonne had almost fallen asleep by the time they arrived home.

Bennett carried Yvonne from the garage all the way back to their apartment, treating her as if she were a delicate porcelain doll.

“Where have you two been? You left this morning without even having breakfast,” Helen asked, puzzled.

Helen had been out walking Bullet earlier that morning, so she had no idea Bennett had taken Yvonne to the hospital.

“Yvonne wasn't feeling well, so I took her to the hospital,” Bennett explained.

“What’s wrong? What did the doctor say?” Helen asked with concern.

“Yvonne’s pregnant. Just about six weeks,” Bennett replied. His tone was calm, but his eyes held an undeniable glimmer of joy.

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