CHAPTER 642: 638, SWEET EXTRA (8)

The success of the art exhibition bolstered Titus Zane’s confidence in herself. She had been worried that her years of neglect would cause her skills to decline, but to her surprise, after several years, there were still people who appreciated her work.

May arrived in the blink of an eye, and Nathan Moore’s secretary, Sophia Hamilton, was already pregnant. As a single woman herself, yet there was not the slightest sign of movement in Titus Zane’s belly.

Nathan took her to the hospital for a checkup, and after a series of tests, all her values were within the normal range, except for one abnormal and crucial result.

Titus Zane’s uterus was too cold, making conception difficult.

Nathan asked the doctor what could cause this, and the doctor said that drinking cold beverages frequently or living in a cold environment for years could lead to this condition.

On the way back, Nathan was silent throughout the journey, and Titus Zane could tell that he had something on his mind.

Her mood was equally low. The uterus was too cold; the doctor said that even if the sperm were to enter, they would freeze before they could meet the egg. That’s why she had not been able to have a baby.

Nathan blamed himself, recalling many scenes, like when she miscarried that spring, as the weather turned cold, and she fainted on the Marble floor.

During her postpartum recovery, she wasn’t properly cared for, and even the meals weren’t as nutritious as usual due to the interference of Olivia Zane.

In winter, he often saw her sitting on the terrace, staring into the sky in a daze. Even though the terrace was padded, the cushions exposed to the air would still soak up the winter chill.

He reached out, his well-defined fingers tightly gripping Titus Zane’s hand, squeezing it before lifting it up to his lips for a gentle kiss, "I’m sorry," he said, realizing the hurt he had inadvertently caused her.

Perhaps by telepathy, Titus Zane seemed to understand Nathan’s intent, and with a smile, she turned to him, "Silly, science is so advanced nowadays, we will definitely have a baby."

"Yes, we definitely will." Nathan held Titus Zane’s hand as they both lowered it, looking down the road ahead with a resolute look in his eyes.

The next morning, right after breakfast, Nathan took Titus Zane out; they went to a town in the far suburbs of T-city, where patients were already queuing up at a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

However, Nathan pulled Titus Zane straight through the entrance, as he had asked Ewan Zimmerman to make an appointment the day before to be the first to treat his woman today.

After checking the tongue coating, examining the eyelids, and taking the pulse, the Chinese medicine practitioner’s diagnosis was the same as the hospital doctor’s. Titus Zane’s constitution was too cold, diminishing her chances of getting pregnant, but he prescribed a formula and instructed her to decoct the medicine according to the instructions and take it twice a day, morning and evening.

Titus Zane wasn’t picky, but she found it hard to swallow the Chinese medicine.

Staring at the murky bowl of medicinal soup, the odd smell was evident from a distance. After one sip, Titus Zane refused to drink more.

No matter how much Nathan persuaded, she wouldn’t budge. So, Nathan had no choice but to pick up the bowl himself, taking a sip before kissing Titus Zane, transferring the medicinal liquid slowly into her mouth, before taking another sip himself...

At night, they no longer slept intertwined like a pair of swans but instead with Nathan supporting Titus Zane’s back, his large hand firmly covering her lower abdomen.

Eager to have their own child, Nathan sought many dietary remedies, including braised lamb, ginseng and silkie chicken soup... Watching Titus Zane grow gradually plumper from his feeding, Nathan didn’t mind at all, instead growing fonder. His palm’s feel became increasingly full until one day, as Nathan once again coaxed Titus Zane to take a sip of the medicinal decoction, just as she swallowed it, she covered her mouth and ran swiftly towards the bathroom.