"This..." The two doctors scrutinized the man's somber face.
Exchanging a glance in private, they both lowered their heads in silence.
Such expressions only signaled consent, making Lorraine Hanson's handsome face turn icier as he snarled, "Speak!"
"Young Master, for Young Madam, the position of this pregnancy isn't good. If the situation doesn't improve, it seems... it's unavoidable." One of the doctors reported with trepidation, speaking the truth.
"Say it again!?" Lorraine Hanson narrowed his eyes, punching the cabin door with such force that the loud noise startled everyone, even the stewardesses stationed inside the cabin.
Tracy furrowed her brows, perhaps too exhausted to open her eyes, and remained lying in the seat.
The stewardesses tucked her blanket well and wiped her sweat, keeping their eyes on the cabin door, puzzled by what was happening.
