Thoughts of being a grandmother filled her mind. She longed to go to Alexis, to prepare nourishing meals for her. But Waylen interjected, “Leonel is adept at caregiving. Let's give them some space to experience parenthood first-hand."

Rena nodded in agreement, admiring Waylen's wisdom. He swelled with a bit of pride at her praise.

A week later, the foreign experts arrived.

The results were more reassuring than Alexis had anticipated. The fetus was healthy, passing all examinations with no issues.

The only unique aspect was its Rh-negative blood type.

Alexis appeared anxious at this revelation.

Leonel, seeking to comfort her, bent down and kissed her forehead.

"That's good. It's a unique blood type, and that's all."

"You always see the bright side," Alexis retorted, half-amused.

Leonel responded with another kiss.

"Staying positive is the best we can do."

Alexis initially wanted to remind Leonel of his previous reluctance to have children and his vasectomy, but she held back, watching him affectionately touch her belly.

In that peaceful moment, she felt that everything was worth it.

Leonel treated her with utmost care.

He began contacting colleagues and family members, adjusting his schedule to prioritize her.

"Chloe, let's lighten my workload for the next two months... Yes, I need to be there for my wife."

"Edwin, let's move our meeting to a home session. Yes, you heard me.

Yes, Alexis is pregnant and needs me."

"Marcus, remember the tonics you recommended? Could you get some more?

Yeah, for Alexis. She needs the nutrition."