Chapter 875: What What?
"Your Highness, your friend is pregnant."
Rafe froze mid-step, his gaze snapping to the doctor. He coughed, caught off guard. "What?"
The doctor’s tone remained calm, though her words carried significant weight. "She is pregnant, Your Highness. Judging by her condition, it seems she has not been eating well or has been under considerable stress. Her blood sugar dropped, which led to the fainting spell. But yes, I can confirm that she is expecting."
Rafe blinked, struggling to process the news. "But... she just took a test," he stammered. "It came out negative." The words slipped out before he could stop himself, and his expression tightened, realizing he might have said too much.
The doctor, merely offered a small, understanding smile. "That’s likely because it’s still very early in the pregnancy. At this stage, some tests might not detect it. In another week or so, the result would likely have been positive. These things take time to show conclusively."
He took a calming breath. Dam* it! This was like sitting on a roller coaster ride. And he did not like those. Once he’d taken a moment to calm himself, he cast a warning look at the doctore,"Doctor, you do realise the importance of discretion, correct?"
The doctor stiffened and nodded," Of course, Your Highness. The news will not be leaked."
Of course the doctor did not reveal her thoughts. There was no news of their crown prince dating so of course this child might not be ’welcome.’ It was something common among the rich.
But before she could continue with her thoughts, the man asked her in a concerned tone, "Is she okay? This won’t affect her and the baby in the long term? Is she awake? Does she know?"
The doctor gave a reassuring nod even as she blinked in surprise. Okay. She might be mistaken. Maybe they were dating and had managed to hide things from the media. Curbing her need to gossip, she poke up, "Yes, Your Highness. She and the baby are alright as of now. She’s awake and has been informed. She’s resting now. As for the future health, both should be fine as long as they eat well and the lady takes care of herself."
Rafe exhaled a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, his hands clenching at his sides. "Can I see her?"
Rafe hesitated briefly, his hand hovering near the doorframe. He drew in a deep breath, steeling himself, before giving a soft knock and pushing the door open. The moment he stepped inside, he stopped dead in his tracks.