She understood the odds, being an obstetrician herself, she also knew how hard it was to get pregnant in this lifetime, but...
Emma Benson was a bit dazed, and it seemed that her period was delayed this month. How long had it been delayed?
Only now did she feel a bit reckless, completely ignoring these matters. She racked her brains and thought for several minutes before suddenly remembering that her period seemed to have been delayed for more than ten days.
More than ten days!? Emma Benson's hands trembled slightly. Considering her recent series of symptoms, especially the unusual craving for acidic foods, she realized things had gotten "serious"!
"Walter!" She suddenly stood up, her face tense, even stiff.
"What's wrong?" Walter Schmidt looked up, seeing her frowning, his heart sank, and he immediately got up and walked over, standing in front of her. He bent over slightly, scrutinizing her somewhat pale face, "… Emma, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?!"
