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Dr. Andrews was standing in the corner of Anya's bedroom as the twins left, his employer seemed agitated and out of control. He was trying to tread lightly, completely avoiding the scantily dressed woman on the bed. He knew if the beast of man caught him looking at that woman, he would have his eyes taken out.
His employer's assistant was a big scary man but right now he had sweat beads on his forehead, undoubtedly scared of this situation. The doctor felt sorry for himself for what he might have to say in a few moments.
Moving forwards after gathering up all his courage, he said "Sir, can I start the check up on Mrs. Astor"
He knew she wasn't married to him yet, but his boss explicitly ordered all his employees to always address her as such.
"Go on" His reply was curt and voice emotionless.
The doctor started to examine his patient. In about twenty minutes when he was done, Anya was connected to an IV and there were about ten kinds of supplements on the side table.
She wasn't unconscious anymore, but she still refused to talk to anyone in the room when she felt sick all of a sudden.
William was talking to the doctor when he noticed her dry heaving beside the bed, unable to get up and run to the bathroom. In an instant, he was rubbing her back and holding her braid. Whispering sweet assurances in her ear.
"Anya, easy" He said in a soft voice. The doctor wouldn't have believed this scene if it were his first rodeo. He was a renowned gynecologist who was specially hired by William to take care of Anya when she got pregnant a few months ago.
It was unfortunate that she miscarried, but that's how it is. Life won't give you everything, it takes something from everybody. Her first pregnancy was a disaster because of her extremely taxxing job.
The doctor was curious though, why was she so frail and weak when she was pregnant?
"it's extremely unhealthy to lose so much weight when you're pregnant Mrs Astor, you must keep track of your weight and eat for two in such a state. You're a doctor, you must've known that already." The doctor said.
Both William and Anya gaped at him unbelievably. Suddenly the memories of her first day here flitted her mind, both Connor and herself were sleeping together without clothes. That was the only time she could've conceived.
Wanting to prove this atrocious possibility wrong, she asked "Doctor, can you give me a pregnancy kit" Her hand was held out towards the doctor.
She couldn't believe her luck, getting pregnant with a baby of her captor seemed like the worst punishment ever. Behind her, William was shaking, his rage palpable as he rubbed her back gently.
