That night, after the doctor examined Elena, Tristan stayed by her side until she finally fell asleep.
He gently tucked the blanket around her.
Then he felt something under his foot.
He bent down and picked it up.
It was a prenatal checkup report.
The moment he saw Audrey's name on it, his eyes widened in shock.
Her name was unmistakably printed across the page.
Six weeks pregnant.
His head snapped up as he stared at Elena, who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed.
His heart clenched painfully, as if an invisible hand had grabbed it and twisted it hard.
'Six weeks. What have I been doing six weeks ago?'
He had been accompanying Elena to her prenatal appointment, while lying to Audrey that he had to leave town for an urgent project.
He had been discussing with her parents
