Although Amos hadn't told him much about what had happened to Eudora last time, Doctor Leon was an experienced professional, so he had his guesses.
According to the gynecologist's description of the pregnancy, it must mean that the child...
He felt a bit overwhelmed at the thought. He didn't know what to say.
He stood motionless for a long while before finally letting himself in.
Amos was standing by the window in the room. The bright light that was glaring through the windows and onto his figure made him look like a desolate shadow.
Doctor Leon took small steps as he approached him and started to speak.
"Perhaps, I could strike up some sort of deal with my friend. Do you want to terminate the pregnancy while it is still in its early stages?"
Amos froze.
His tall, brooding figure heaved out a heavy sigh before he could get his words out.
"I'll think about it..."
Doctor Leon nodded in understanding. He knew how Amos felt at this moment. He didn't want to hurt Miss George but if this child was conceived from that incident... They were now in a huge dilemma.
"A pregnancy which is still well within its first trimester could be terminated without causing much harm. If you want to go ahead with it, I'd suggest you make the decision as soon as possible."
After that, he turned away and left. The tension in the room was becoming too uncomfortable for him to bear.
Once again, Amos was left alone in the room. He stood in his place with his gaze fixed outside the window. He watched as the sun slowly set before him.
Darkness gradually enveloped him.
"President Granger's busy in the study. Miss Juju, please don't disturb him," Auntie Valerie's voice rang from right outside.
Amos let out a huge breath to get himself together before opening the door.
He was met with a worried-looking Juju. She asked him if her mother was sick. "No. Mommy's just tired from the trip before, so she's just resting. You don't have to worry about it, alright?"
Juju nodded her head in understanding.
Juju had really matured a lot over the past six months. She would rarely make a fuss whenever she was at home.
Amos suddenly felt a little regretful. He was her father, but it felt as though he hadn't played any part in his daughter's growth.
He had just been presented with a grown child one day. It was easy.
Eudora must have suffered a lot before then.
At this moment, the bedroom door upstairs creaked open. A dazed-looking Eudora walked out with hair that resembled a bird's nest. She stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at him.
"Amos, how long have I been asleep? It's already dark outside."
When his gaze landed on Eudora's bare feet, he quickly walked over to her and carried her in his arms.
"Why are you walking around barefoot? The floor's cold."
"It's fine. I feel fine! Why are you being so gentle with me today? Is it because I wasn't feeling well this morning?" Eudora asked as she leaned closer into his embrace.
She let out a quiet sigh when Amos remained quiet.
"Well, if this is the treatment that sick people get, they must feel so blessed! It seems like I should get myself ill more often in the future..."
"No! Stop with that nonsense," Amos interrupted her sternly.
His sudden ferocity shocked Eudora, and she was trembling slightly in his arms. Hurriedly, he softened his voice and continued, "If you promise to stay well and healthy from now on, I'll be nice to you every day, okay?"
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