Chapter 742 - 739: A Chance Encounter

Chapter 742: Chapter 739: A Chance Encounter

Clara Grant was completely unprepared, so the doctor’s words left her stunned. She didn’t know whether to be happy or upset, joyful or sad.

A maelstrom of conflicting emotions churned within her.

Seth Quinn didn’t like children, and she was still in school. She wasn’t at all ready to have a baby.

’This baby is coming at a really bad time!’

Leaving the doctor’s office, Clara Grant’s mind was heavy with worry. Staring at the ground, she walked distractedly and bumped right into someone.

Clara Grant staggered from the impact and nearly fell. She quickly steadied herself and, without even looking up, hurriedly said, "I’m sorry, so sorry."

"Watch where you’re going! You could’ve hurt someone! Can’t you see she’s pregnant?" a slightly familiar man’s voice sounded from above her head.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Does your belly hurt?" Clearly, he wasn’t asking her.

Before Clara Grant could lift her head, she heard another familiar, sweet female voice. "Honey, you don’t need to be so tense. She didn’t hit me, and she definitely didn’t hit my belly. You..."

"Poppy? Brother Jennings?" Clara Grant finally lifted her head, saw the two people in front of her clearly, and called out in surprise.

"Clara?" Poppy Vance also cried out in surprise. "Is that you?"

After the initial shock wore off, both of them were delighted. They hadn’t seen each other in ages and never expected to run into one another here.

Clara Grant happily took Poppy Vance’s hand, glanced at her prominent baby bump, and said with a smile, "I can’t believe your belly is already so big. That’s wonderful."

Poppy Vance wore the gentle smile of a mother-to-be. "I’m a little over six months along, but my belly is bigger than most at this stage."

As she spoke, her expression shifted to one of vexation, driven by a young woman’s natural concern for her appearance. "Ugh, with a belly this big, won’t my stomach be all loose and saggy after I give birth? How will I ever get back in shape? If I can’t, I’ll look horrible."

As soon as she finished, Linden Jennings, standing beside her, quickly comforted her in a soft voice. "That’s not going to happen. Look at you, you’re over six months along and still so slim. You’ve barely gained any weight anywhere else."

"After you give birth, you’ll be just as beautiful as before. Don’t worry, stop letting your imagination run wild. Besides, even if you did get ugly and fat, I’d love you just the same."

Poppy Vance pursed her lips and shot him a playful glare, ignoring his comment, but the happiness on her face was plain to see.

Watching the dynamic between them, Clara Grant also smiled in relief. It looked like the two of them had fully reconciled.

"Linden, I’m thirsty," Poppy Vance suddenly said, licking her lips as she looked at Linden Jennings.

"Thirsty? I’ll go get you some water from the car; I know how you only like that one brand." Linden Jennings said, then turned to Clara. "Uh, Clara," he began, looking a little embarrassed, "I didn’t realize it was you before. I was pretty rude, so I hope you won’t hold it against me."

Clara Grant smiled and waved a dismissive hand. "Brother Jennings, it’s fine. It wasn’t your fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going, and I almost bumped into Poppy. Poppy’s pregnant now, and you can’t be too careful. You only reacted that way because you care so much about Poppy."

That last sentence hit home for Linden Jennings. He nodded repeatedly and said with a smile, "Yes, exactly! I just care so much about Poppy that I overreacted a little. If you were the one with a baby bump and someone almost bumped into you, I’m sure Seth Quinn’s reaction would be the same as mine. Clara, could you please keep Poppy company for a moment? I’ll be right back."