Huo Zhenyang’s face changed, and he stopped her, sternly forbidding her to eat.

Jiayi still stared eagerly at the porridge: "It’s fine, I’ll just eat a little more."

"If you force yourself to eat like this and end up vomiting, it will be bad for the baby." He saw through her thoughts and spoke with a heavier tone.

Only then did she give up.

...

Back at the hospital, the two sat in the lounge for a while, and the results finally came out.

A nurse with curly, chestnut-colored hair came into the lounge with the test results, her face displaying a professional, friendly smile:

"Miss Chu’s head injury from the impact isn’t serious. Her body is fine for now, there’s no need for hospitalization. She can recover at home, and as long as there are no abnormalities during two follow-up checkups, she should be fully recovered."

The heavy weight on Huo Zhenyang’s heart lifted, but Jiayi seemed not to have heard the words she was hoping for. Not even a trace of joy appeared on her face: "What about the prenatal exam results?"

The nurse’s smile faltered briefly and turned toward Huo Zhenyang: "Regarding the prenatal exam results, Mr. Huo, please visit Dr. Kevin’s office personally. Dr. Kevin will provide a detailed explanation."

The nurse’s speech was slow, and Jiayi’s English listening skills were decent, perfectly able to understand every word the nurse spoke.

What did this mean?

Her palms sweated in anxiety. Could this mean something was wrong with the baby’s development?

Earlier during the prenatal exam, the doctor had said that at her current stage, the baby’s general health conditions could be assessed.

If there were developmental issues, risks of deformity, congenital diseases, or disabilities, they could be detected during this stage.

Unless there was a special circumstance, why would Dr. Kevin call for Huo Zhenyang alone to hear the details?

She already knew—having been in a coma for over two months—how could she dare to hope that the baby would remain completely unaffected?

Her nose grew sour, and she tried to suppress the urge to cry, turning to the man beside her.

Seeing her eyes filled with panic, Huo Zhenyang’s palm curled slightly, grasping her hand tighter for comfort: "The baby will be fine."

She held back her tears and, after a few seconds, pulled herself together: "If the baby really has serious problems, you won’t reject it, will you?"

She had already made up her mind. Whether he rejected the baby or not, whether the Huo Family accepted it or not, she would not give up on the child—even if it had any defects.

At worst, she would raise the child for a lifetime.

He wrapped his large hand tighter around her waist, gently pulling her into his embrace, and whispered, "Any child you give me is my treasure. We’ll set up a trust fund for the baby, and even if we’re not around, the baby will never suffer. If it’s a boy, we’ll encourage him to make more friends, cultivate an open heart, and ensure he doesn’t lag behind healthy children. If it’s a girl, we’ll keep her by our side and protect her for life, ensuring she’s never bullied."

The child born of her flesh and blood—he could only love it more; how could he ever reject it?

Tears welled up in her eyes and poured out.

Barely aware, she didn’t know when he had released her hand and left the lounge with the nurse.

She sat on the sofa in a daze, staring at the wall clock, feeling for the first time that every second stretched into eternity.

She didn’t know how much time had passed before the door to the lounge finally opened, and Huo Zhenyang stepped back inside.

She stood up straight, nervously and expectantly looking at Huo Zhenyang, wanting to ask but too afraid to hear bad news, unable to speak for a long moment.

His expression was as calm as ever, with no discernible emotions, making it impossible to gauge the situation. Slowly, he walked up to Jiayi, raised his hand, and pushed a lock of her hair that had fallen onto her forehead back behind her ear, speaking gravely: "Promise me you won’t get too worked up, okay?"

Jiayi suppressed the pounding in her chest, mentally preparing for the worst, and summoned her courage: "Alright, go ahead."

He leaned his tall figure forward, lowering his head, and whispered near her ear:

"Both babies are fine—healthy and developing normally. You’re amazing, sweetheart."

Her tears froze on her lashes, stunned: "...Two babies?"

"Yes, twins. To be precise, it’s a boy and a girl—fraternal twins. Because you’ve just woken up and are carrying twins, the physical burden will be heavy; the doctor was worried you’d find it too overwhelming. That’s why Dr. Kevin wanted me to hear everything in detail first."

Before entering the doctor’s office, he had been on edge.

Only when Dr. Kevin told him that she was carrying twins, a boy and a girl, did the tension in his heart finally ease.

She stood there, stunned for several minutes, before tears surged forth. Her wide almond-shaped eyes glistened with excitement, and she raised her delicate fists to pound his chest: "You tricked me! Jerk! You nearly scared me to death!"

This man—he didn’t say anything earlier. Coming in with such a serious expression almost caused her soul to fly off.

It turned out the babies were fine!

And there were two of them.

This was the greatest surprise heaven had ever given her.

With a bit of force, he grabbed her wrists, pulling her into his arms, lowering his head to rest against her hair with a faint smile: "Alright, don’t scare the babies."

Only then did she lower her hands, instinctively touching her slightly rounded belly, a smile spreading across her lips.

Her barely visible belly was unexpectedly carrying two little lives.

The brother and sister that this man and Zaizai had hoped for were both here; now they wouldn’t need to squabble over them anymore.

...

In the evening, after returning home, Jiayi called her mom and dad, as well as Zaizai.

Xia Tingxuan had been worried sick in China for two months, calling America every single day. Upon hearing her daughter was okay, she even personally called, sounding cheerful and brimming with energy, speaking so much that she was nearly at a loss for words in her excitement.

The phone call lasted nearly two hours, and the phone line was almost overheating. Seeing that Jiayi might exhaust herself, Huo Zhenyang cast her several impatient glances, as though cutting daggers at her. Only then did Jiayi stick out her tongue and hang up, led upstairs by the maid to rest.

The butler also called Huo Tianpei back in China with an update.

Earlier that morning, when Jiayi first woke up, the butler had called Huo Tianpei to inform him.

At that time, it had been the middle of the night in China. When Huo Tianpei learned that Jiayi was awake, he was ecstatic and hardly slept afterward. Hearing about Jiayi’s hospital checkup, he eagerly waited for the butler’s follow-up call.

Little Doubao, hearing his grandfather mention that his aunt had woken up, had also waited with him for the update from America.

The second congratulatory call came, and learning that Jiayi was pregnant with fraternal twins, Huo Tianpei was overjoyed.

In all the generations of the Huo Family, twins had never been born before—let alone fraternal twins.

Over the phone, he gave the butler countless instructions to ensure that Jiayi rested well. He also told his son not to rush back to manage the company, to instead stay with Jiayi. As for the shareholders and senior executives of the group, if there were any complaints, he would personally handle them. Right now, nothing was more important than being with Jiayi.

*

A few days later, Jiayi underwent two more checkups, and her health was stable, with nothing major to worry about.

From Huo Zhenyang, she learned about the cause of the car accident—it had been orchestrated by Su Yan before she went to prison.