Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!

The atmosphere in the examination room subtly froze for a second.

James Thompson's smile was faintly discernible beneath his mask; Julia Land couldn't see his smile.

Following her remark, he offered an apology, "So, you are unmarried? Sorry about that, although my niece-in-law is also named Julia Land, my big nephew is nothing but a dog."

His tone was filled with strong disdain.

"..."

Julia Land didn't know whether to feel happy or angry.

She was unsure about Doctor Thompson's relationship with Noah Quarter.

Nevertheless, any man who calls his big nephew a dog,

whether an actual dog or a person,

seems to have a deep aversion to this dog from the tone of his voice.

He probably won't disclose the fact that she's getting an abortion, right?

"Do hospitals keep patient's medical conditions confidential?" she asked.

James Thompson finished typing the last character on the computer, printed the form, and upon hearing Julia Land's question, he laughed, "With money, it's possible to buy the medical records you desire."

Julia Land, "...Isn't that a violation of professional ethics?"

It seemed indescribably unethical, yet what he said was indeed the truth.

Her luck with choosing hospitals was indeed terrible.

Last time she encountered Noah Quarter and Arabella Shaw, this time she met someone who is likely Noah Quarter's uncle.

"Miss Land, the surgery is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock, you can take this form and proceed with the hospitalization formalities afterward," he informed her.

With a distracted nod, Julia Land acknowledged the instruction.

"Before the surgery, remember to empty your bladder," he conscientiously advised.

Julia Land paused for a moment, her face blushing slightly as she nodded, "Thank you."

As she prepared to leave the examination room,

The nurse who spoke earlier in a coy tone, asked Doctor Thompson with a smile, "Doctor Thompson, I've made a lunchbox with love, would you like to try some?"

James Thompson stared at the computer screen, deep in thought and without lifting his head, he replied, "That counts as sexual harassment in the workplace, and I could call the police."

For a moment, Julia Land felt embarrassed on behalf of the nurse and was shocked.

She left the examination room with a wooden expression.

James Thompson looked at Julia Land's information sheet, his face shedding the previous nonchalant expression, the child in her stomach...

He sent a message to have someone investigate Julia Land.

In reality, he had encountered Julia Land two months ago.

In a hotel.

That night.

By some twist of fate, they had slept together.

That day, he was in Dunmore City, drinking with some friends.

They teased him about still being a virgin and said they had left a gift in his room to put an end to his virginity.

He came out of the shower to find a stark-naked woman on his bed.

James Thompson was not a saint without desires; he simply took a nonchalant approach to such matters.

That night, however, he was highly aroused.

She was very accommodating in her soft, submissive manner.

From the window to the sofa and then to the bathroom, her level of cooperativeness was exceptional.

Afterward, a day passed,

When he saw his friend's gift intended to end his virginity was a cup that could relieve a man's needs without the aid of his hand or a woman,

James Thompson was angry at the time—the woman had climbed into his bed and had been successful.

Unexpectedly, two months later when they met again, the woman didn't recognize him.

James Thompson furrowed his brows; this coincidence was too much.

This woman just happened to appear before him while she was pregnant, which meant he had to be careful.

Calculating the timeline, the child in her womb might be his.

But it might also not be.

James Thompson rubbed his temples.

Everything would be clear once he got the information.

At midday, Julia Land found a small restaurant for lunch.

From her seat, she could see, across the street, a black luxury sedan parked and two muscular men in black suits standing beside it.

When the car door opened, Julia Land caught sight of the man who stepped out—

it was the doctor named James Thompson.

Even across the street, she could sense his stern demeanor, a stark contrast to the relaxed air she had seen before.

He seemed to sense someone looking at him, and he slightly turned his head, his dark eyes glancing towards the direction of the small diner.

Julia Land quickly picked up the menu to shield her face.

Assistant Winters, who got out of the car, respectfully handed over a file labeled Julia Land to James Thompson, "BOSS, when will you be returning to the capital?"

James Thompson shifted his gaze away from the diner and took the information, "No rush."

Assistant Winters nodded, ready to depart.

However, just as he was about to get into the car, James Thompson called out to stop him.

"Send someone to check who took the surveillance footage from that night."

James Thompson uttered an ambiguous sneer, never having anticipated that everything was indeed such a coincidence.

Julia Land turned out to be his grandnephew's wife.

"Yes." Assistant Winters respectfully got into the car and left.

**

The noodles Julia Land had ordered arrived.

Before putting down the menu, she glanced across the street.

The car had already driven off.

She put down the menu and started eating her noodles.

A large envelope was placed in front of her; Julia Land looked up to see James Thompson, "..."

James Thompson also ordered a bowl of noodles and sat opposite Julia Land.

"Miss Land, you're not supposed to eat spicy food right now."

Julia Land had added just a tiny bit of chili to her noodles; she didn't buy James Thompson's words, "I didn't add much."

James Thompson's gaze fell on the large envelope on the table, which contained her information.

The information also noted her deep affection for his grandnephew.

Thinking of the abortion surgery he was to perform for her the next day, James Thompson slightly frowned.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Julia Land ate her noodles slowly; James Thompson finished his noodles and left while she was still eating.

He even paid for her noodles.

The following day, at three in the afternoon.

Julia Land was wheeled into the operating room.

She placed her hands on her stomach, feeling a momentary impulse to cry, a sense of finality settling over her.

"Don't be nervous, you'll be fine after a little sleep."

As the anesthetized Julia Land temporarily lost consciousness, the last thing she heard was James Thompson's voice.

Seeing that she had lost consciousness, James Thompson turned to ask the circulating nurse, "Has her family come?"

The circulating nurse shook her head, "Haven't seen them."

This miss came by herself for the abortion, not knowing which man was so despicable.

James Thompson's gaze fell on the unconscious Julia Land's face and then moved to her stomach.

He picked up the abortion tools, his gloved hand grasping her ankle.

He had been ready to proceed with the abortion but then stopped.

"Hold on a moment."

"Doctor Thompson?"

"I'm going to step out and make a call."

He stepped out of the operating room.

Leaning against the wall, James Thompson dialed Noah Quarter's phone number.

Noah Quarter was puzzled to receive a call from James Thompson, as he was not very familiar with this uncle.

"Have you been intimate with your wife in the past two months?"

"???"

Noah Quarter was a bit bewildered.

James Thompson frowned, "Answer me quickly, I'm filling out a hospital questionnaire."

Noah Quarter suddenly realized, oh, it's a survey.

They have surveys in hospitals now?

Although Noah Quarter thought it strange, since it was James Thompson asking, he felt compelled to answer.

He remembered the blurry night he spent with Julia Land in a hotel room two months prior, "Yes."

James Thompson's eyelids lifted, a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Do you remember the date?"

Noah Quarter, "May third."

James Thompson, "..."

How coincidental.

The night he had been with Julia Land was also May third.

That night, she couldn't possibly have had the energy to seek out Noah Quarter afterward.

Moreover, that night... was her first time.

"What about after May third? Nothing since?"

"Nothing."

Hearing this answer, James Thompson raised an eyebrow and said nonchalantly, "Your sex life isn't very active, is it?"

Noah Quarter, "...Yes."

He didn't like Julia Land, naturally, he wouldn't sleep with her, that night was just a fever-induced mistake.

James Thompson was now one hundred percent certain that the child in Julia Land's belly was actually his.

He felt things were getting complicated.

She seemed to believe that it was his grandnephew that night.

James Thompson didn't consider himself a good person, but he wasn't vile enough to wreck someone's marriage.

He hung up the phone and walked back into the operating room.