Chapter 782: Chapter 782



Armand rested his head in her lap and glanced at the window.

Theresa stroked his hair, “What are you thinking about?”.

After a while, Armand said, “I had a dream a few days ago.”

“What kind of dream?” asked Theresa.

In that dream, Theresa had left him. After waking up for fear of losing her, he couldn’t go back to sleep that night.

He told her, “I dreamed about you.”

“What did I do in your dream?” Theresa asked.

He really wanted to know what she would be like in his dream.

“You said you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me.” Armand turned to give her a look.

Theresa was speechless.

“Why do you keep flirting…”

From that day on, Elizabeth never let Dora Clifford cook any soup again. Theresa went to the hospital for checkups and injections every day.

Dolores continued to write popular science about the process of extracting human follicles.

Unlike men, women have limited follicles.

In Theresa’s case, simply removing a few follicles was not enough for artificial insemination. Later, a medication would be used to speed up the maturation process of the follicles, and then they would be removed.

As we all know, only one follicle is released each month, and only twelve follicles per year. Removing more than one follicle at a time is reckless and will obviously have a negative impact on women’s bodies.

She once saw a case on the Internet. A woman who wanted to get pregnant had had 60 follicles removed before and after for IVF (in vitro fertilization). The whole procedure was carried out over and over again for twelve times. She was even injected hundreds of times with different medications. Even on the last occasion, when she was so close to having a baby, the pregnancy was terminated due to abnormal hormone levels.

The despair of pregnant women when they cannot have their baby after all this suffering.

The whole procedure was painful and eternal, and had even more blows to the spirit.

If God blesses you, everything will go well and you will be able to have your baby within a year.

There are also people who have been unsuccessful in the whole process and have given up in the end.

He continued to scroll down the screen.

“What are you reading?”

Jasmine asked with a smile.

Dolores looked up, “Why are you here?”

Jasmine sat down on the bed and said, “Boyce is on a business trip. Can’t I come over when I’m free of all business?”

“On a business trip?” Dolores was surprised.

“It looks like the boss is going to promote him, but he’s designated to go on a business trip for two months, and then he’ll be promoted to director.” Jasmine thought but couldn’t say it.

Boyce didn’t want her to say anything.

With his status and identity, she was already aware that she had to be careful not to say nonsense.

The boss had indicated to her what he wanted Boyce to do. But Boyce had not yet become the official director, and she couldn’t say anything.

But Dolores was fine with it; their relationship is so close that they can understand each other.

Dolores understood and said, “He might be appointed to a field trip.”

Jasmine said, “I don’t have any information.”

She looked at Dolores’ tablet and saw the contents of the tablet. She lifted her head and said, “What do you think?”

With three children, it shouldn’t be necessary….”.

She soon realized that maybe Dolores wasn’t doing this for her. Instead, Theresa was doing scientific outreach about IVF, and she was just skimming related information.

“Ah…” Jasmine thought Theresa would suffer greatly.

Dolores turned off the tablet, put it on the table and looked at her, “Why are you sighing? I think you and Boyce have a good relationship.”

Jasmine lowered her head with a shy smile, “We’re pretty good.”

“Boyce is mature. You get to spend your life with him. You have to take good care of him.” Dolores said with a smile.

“Of course.” No need to stress it.

Boyce is the one just as Dolores had said.

“Mama!” she let out a cry of joy.

No doubt it was her daughter.

Dolores glanced at the door. Immediately Amanda came running in, lay down on the bed and greeted Jasmine, “Jasmine.”

Jasmine reached out and stroked her head.

Someone braided her hair. It fit her beautifully, turning her into a little princess.

“Mommy, we’ve seen little brother, why does he look so different from my brother?” Amanda remembered what she had seen. The baby was small, with red skin and some wrinkles. Not cute at all.

“Mom, is there any chance we have the wrong baby and this isn’t my baby brother?” Amanda thought that everyone in her family is cute and her little brother should be cute too.

“Why do you say that?” asked Dolores to her daughter.

“He’s ugly.”

Dolores almost burst out laughing.

Jasmine laughed, thinking it was funny.

“You haven’t grown up yet. It won’t be ugly since you’re such a cute and beautiful sister.” Jasmine explained to her.

“Really?” Amanda said doubtfully.

“You looked the same when you were just born.” Dolores said.

Amanda didn’t understand.

She wouldn’t be so ugly when she was young. She was the teachers’ favorite student at school.

“Mommy, hold me.” Amanda crawled onto the bed. It had been a while since she had hugged her and acted flirtatiously in front of Dolores.

Dolores said no.

Her chest still ached.

Her chest couldn’t contact anything.

“You’re a good girl and mommy will hug you when we get home.”

Amanda pouted and blinked in aggravation, “Mommy, weren’t you planning on abandoning me if you have my brother at home?”

“Well, I’m going to abandon you…. Why are you thinking about this when you’re so young?” Dolores pinched her daughter’s face.

“Mom, you pinched me so much!” cried Amanda.

Actually, it didn’t hurt much.

She screamed loudly on purpose.

Jasmine picked her up, “Let’s go outside and play, let your mommy rest.”

Amanda threw her arms around her neck, looking innocent, “Jasmine, are you having a baby with Boyce?”.

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