When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1799 My Child

Zachary, however, seemed somewhat hesitant.

What if the child is not mine? But if the child's not mine, whose is it?noveldrama

Ever since Vivian married him, his grandfather had a habit of keeping them together all the time. There was hardly a night when they slept separately.

In the end, curiosity still took the upper hand.

"You're pregnant!"

This was a statement, not a question.

Vivian felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck her; her face instantly paled.

Her sudden shift in emotions led Zachary to question whether she had done something to betray him.

"The child, it's mine, right?" he asked uncertainly.

Finally, Vivian came back to her senses, her face flushed red. "What do you think?" she asked.

Upon hearing these words, Zachary was certain that the child was indeed his.

For reasons unknown, in that fleeting moment, his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest. He had an overwhelming urge to sweep Vivian into his arms.

Lost in his thoughts, he moved unconsciously, finding himself in front of Vivian. Without a second thought, he lifted her up in a princess carry.

"I have a child?" The corners of his mouth lifted, unable to contain his laughter.

Vivian found herself suspended in mid-air, a wave of panic washing over her. One hand instinctively clung to Zachary's arm, while the other protectively covered her abdomen.

"What are you doing? Put me down now!"

She used to be quite brave, but for some reason, ever since she became

pregnant, she felt a bit scared, even when crossing the road alone.

It was then that Zachary realized he might have frightened her. "I'm sorry, did I scare you?" he asked.

He carefully settled her down.

"Are you okay?" His eyes were filled with concern.

After Vivian sat down, nothing was really amiss. However, having learned a secret, she felt somewhat uneasy and her emotions were complicated.

"Don't spout nonsense. I'm not pregnant," she retorted, turning her head away. Her eyes were filled with guilt.

"Vivian, don't forget, I am a doctor," Zachary articulated each word carefully. "I merely took your pulse for a moment, and I found out."

Vivian hadn't expected that Zachary knew how to take pulse.

"What a blunder," she murmured to herself in a hushed tone.

Zachary was puzzled. "What did you say?"

Vivian pursed her lips. "What are you talking about? I didn't say anything."

"Why didn't you tell me about the pregnancy earlier? And why did you leave Tudela? Were you avoiding me?" Zachary asked her earnestly.

Vivian felt somewhat uneasy under his intense gaze.

"Don't ask so many questions," she said, unsure of how to explain.

Zachary reached out and held her hand. "Are you worried about me?"

This time, Vivian neither refuted nor admitted, but Zachary grasped the situation.

In the past, he was nothing more than a reckless playboy, always stirring up trouble with various women. It was only natural for someone as devoted as Vivian to feet insecure about him.

"Vivian, I'm at a loss as to how to alter the image you hold of me in your heart. But I beg you to grant me a chance, to gradually prove myself over time, that I can indeed be good to you and our child." He crouched down, his gaze meeting Vivian's, his eyes full of sincerity.

Upon hearing his words, Vivian turned to look at him. "I thought you didn't like children?"

"Who said that?" Zachary suddenly remembered the question Vivian had asked him before. He scratched his head. "I just casually mentioned it at that time. Actually, I'm quite envious of Nathaniel and Darren. I really want a daughter as beautiful and adorable as Amelia. If that's not possible, having a well-behaved and sensible son would also be okay."

Vivian said, “You really have high expectations, don't you? You want a daughter who's pretty and cute or a son who's obedient and sensible. What if they can't meet your standards?"

Zachary was momentarily stunned, then quickly responded, "Even if she's a bit plain, or if he doesn't listen to us, it's going to be all right."