Sensing the heavy tension between them, Liam spoke quietly. “Because of the poisoning you suffered earlier, we can’t yet confirm whether the embryo will continue to develop. We’ll need to monitor it for a while.”
Suppressing a swirl of emotions, Lucas asked in a low, controlled tone, “Will her body be in danger?”
“For now, no,” Liam replied, deliberately avoiding further explanation.
But deep down, he knew this embryo was far more than just “abnormal.” Its condition resembled a coin suspended between life and death—
—a life born of toxin, salvation, and fate, now slumbering within her.
Lucas remained silent for a long time, staring at the white wall before him, his gaze so deep it revealed nothing.
Victoria’s question echoed in his mind—
“Is this our child?”
The words detonated ins
