Page 36 of Knocked Up by Mr. Grump Lawyer

“See? There’s the head…” Dr. Perez pointed out.

“I see it,” Robert whispered.

When I glanced at him, I saw how enthralled he looked. We both listened intently as the doctor showed us the limbs and the body.

My throat tightened as I thought back to the dark, confusing days when I had considered ending the life growing inside me. The weight of my guilt was heavy, threatening to suffocate me. But then, I was so grateful that Robert had stopped me. My eyes were flooded with gratitude for his unwavering support

Looking at the baby’s sonogram, I felt a strong attachment to the life inside my tummy. I suddenly realized that I was ready to do anything to keep this baby alive and healthy.

“Is it a boy or a girl?” I heard myself asking the doctor.

She smiled at me. “It’s too early to tell. But don’t worry… In a few months, we’ll get to see the gender. For now, you must take care of this baby like the good mom I know you’ll be.”

An image of my mother appeared in my mind then. I remembered how she’d always fussed about me and showed me how much she loved me. So many memories flooded my head, making me even more emotional.

Dr. Perez then excused herself to let us have some privacy.

“I’m so sorry for acting up earlier,” I told Robert.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “And I’m sorry I didn’t inform you about that meeting. You really deserved to know.”

I nodded. “I think… we should try to stop arguing, even though it’s going to be difficult…”

Robert chuckled. “I know. It isn’t healthy for the baby. We have to make an effort.”

“Yes, for the baby,” I agreed. “Seeing it now… hearing the heartbeat… oh, my gosh…”

“I know…” he said, nodding in understanding. “We’ll take good care of it. I promise.”

At that moment, I felt so grateful for his presence. I suddenly began to see how much he’s been sacrificing for the baby and me and how he genuinely cared for us. And for all of that, I was immensely thankful.

Robert told me about seeing my father in the office. I said I’d already sent a message to him, but I didn’t know how to avoid him any longer.

“He will notice my tummy sooner or later,” I said. “Or my mood swings and cravings. He’ll know. He’s not just one of the best lawyers in the city. He’s got the instincts of a good detective!”

Robert nodded. “So, do you want to tell him already?”

I pictured it in my mind and felt I wasn’t ready yet. I shook my head.

“But Kayla, the doctor said you need to be on bed rest for two weeks. You’ll have to take a leave from work. What will you tell your dad?”

“I don’t know…” I admitted.

“I have an idea,” Robert suddenly said. I was all ears, of course. “Why don’t you tell him you’re attending a conference or taking some sort of certificate course in another city? Or maybe just tell him Raven invited you to go on a holiday?”

I was pondering all his suggestions, though I honestly didn’t want to lie to my dad. He and I had always been so close. But this situation was different. I had no idea how he’d react, and I felt like I wasn’t ready to face that yet.

“Then, in the meantime, don’t stay at your apartment first because he might show up there,” Robert continued. “You can stay at my place; Anna will be there to take care of you round the clock even if I’m at work.”

“What?” I was shocked at his suggestion. That idea never occurred to me. “I can’t stay at your house!”

“Why not?” he asked defiantly.

Yeah, why not?A voice whispered in my head.

“It’s going to be like…” I didn’t finish my sentence. It was just such an overwhelming thought.

“... like we’re married?” Robert finished it for me. Then his voice softening, he added, “Would that be so bad?”

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