Chapter 520

Even if Bradley needed her heart, liver, or kidney, she would readily donate them without hesitation.

Five years of imprisonment…

Five years of separation from her own flesh and blood…

All of it should have wiped away any trace of Esther’s former love for Bradley. She did not love him anymore. She would not love him again. From now on, she would love herself and her children.

As for Bradley, she would consider him, along with her first love, sealed away in the river of time.

When Esther returned to the hospital room, Agatha was already there with breakfast.

“Good morning, Grandma Foster.”

Agatha asked, “Felix said you’re not feeling well? You’ve been vomiting?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

Esther stroked Felix’s head as he ate earnestly, his soft and fluffy hair endearing. “Felix, enjoy your breakfast. Mommy has something to discuss with Grandma Foster.”

“Okay, Mommy!” Felix responded sweetly.

A sense of contentment colored Esther’s face. Perhaps she should still be thankful to Bradley for giving her such a wonderful child.

Esther and Agatha moved to the balcony outside the hospital room.

“Go ahead,” Agatha said.

Esther looked at Agatha and hesitated momentarily before saying, “Grandma Foster, I’m pregnant. If I calculate the days, it should have been when Bradley imprisoned me. L.. I didn’t expect to become pregnant.”

Agatha leaned slightly forward, holding the railing. “I’ve known for a while.”

Esther remained quiet.

“I’ve been identifying herbs since I was one year old. Do you think I can’t tell whether you’re pregnant or not? What are you thinking? Do you want to keep the child?”

When Esther stood together with Agatha, her tone became unusually gentle.

“I only found out about my pregnancy after the divorce verdict came out.” Esther stroked her belly. “I want to keep this child.” Agatha’s expression remained unchanged as she asked, “Have you thought this through?”

“I have.”

When Esther heard Bradley was pursuing an appeal, a hint of irritation flashed across her face.

“Bradley filed an appeal,” she said. “I intend to postpone the prenatal checkup until after the appeal is resolved. I’m worried that if news of my pregnancy gets out, it could impact my divorce case.”

As a doctor, Agatha wasn’t concerned about how Esther’s pregnancy might affect the divorce case.

“Esther, I recommend you proceed with the prenatal checkup. You gave birth in prison and didn’t fully recover afterward. Your body is in a weakened state. While pregnancy is a natural process, I don’t advise keeping this child if your body isn’t prepared for it.”

Tears welled up in Esther’s eyes as she addressed Agatha, “Grandma Foster, I know you can save my child.”

Agatha maintained her composure. “Esther, I’m a doctor, not an idealist. My decision regarding this child will be based on your physical condition. Come, let’s go for the prenatal checkup.”

Esther hesitated, asking, “But what if it affects-”

Agatha cut in, her tone firm, “The divorce case is not as important as your life, Esther. I’ve encountered cases of ectopic pregnancy, where the gestational sac attaches to the liver. You need the prenatal check to determine if it’s ectopic. Based on your physical data, we can decide whether to proceed.”

Esther knew her body better than anyone. She asked cautiously, “And if the results from the prenatal checkup are unfavorable…”

What should she do then?