Rufus' POV:
My heart clenched painfully as I held Sylvia, who was on the verge of breaking down, in my arms.
The doctor's words ran through my mind. The good news was that Sylvia was pregnant, but the bad news was that the fetus was weak. Keeping this baby might be difficult. She had to be careful.
I sighed, wrapped my arms around her tightly, and rubbed her back to comfort her.
After a while, she finally calmed down. My body sagged with relief and I dried her face with a handkerchief.
The crying seemed to have exhausted Sylvia. She just let me do what I wanted and stared blankly out of the window.
"Do you want to sleep for a while?" I asked her softly.
She shook her head.
"How about you eat something?" I suggested tenderly.
She shook her head again.
I turned her face toward me and looked at her seriously. "Listen, Sylvia. You haven't eaten anything all day. You need to put something in your stomach. You have someone else to take care of now too."
Sylvia had a stunned expression on her face when she registered what I said. She touched her flat belly in wonder again.
I placed my hand on top of hers and said, "After Leonard's death, in a certain sense, this baby is a new hope for us. So try to be positive, Sylvia." She nodded, tears welling up in her eyes again.
I heaved a sigh of relief and asked an attendant to bring over the nutritious soup that was healthy for pregnant women.
I fed this soup to Sylvia patiently.
She ate robotically like a delicate but soulless puppet. However, after a few sips, tears dripped down her cheeks and splashed into the soup.
I kissed them away and stayed quiet. I knew that she needed my silent companionship the most now. The seconds ticked by slowly...
Relief coursed through my veins when I saw that she had finished most of her soup. She had got a little color in her cheeks after eating.
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