Chapter 808 - 805: You Disappoint Me Too Much (6)

Chapter 808: Chapter 805: You Disappoint Me Too Much (6)

Reaching the dressing room, Seth Quinn pushed the door open. He swept his gaze across the empty space and immediately spotted Clara Grant’s bag resting on the vanity in the center of the room, a lunchbox sitting right beside it.

He paused for a brief moment before walking over, taking long strides with a hint of hesitation.

Stopping in front of the vanity, he first opened the lunchbox. Seeing that barely half the food had been eaten, he couldn’t help but frown slightly. Clara had probably just rushed through a few bites in a panic before hurrying off to film her scenes.

He secured the lid back onto the lunchbox and pushed it slightly out of the way. Then, his gaze fell on the bag within arm’s reach.

According to his mother, the medical report was right inside this bag.

Seth reached out, only to stop his hand hesitantly in midair.

He had been utterly shocked when he heard the news of Clara’s pregnancy over the phone earlier. Yet, during the entire drive here, and even now, the situation felt completely surreal. Suddenly, he found it hard to believe, feeling as if he were trapped in a dream.

Clara was pregnant. She had been carrying his child for over a month now. Furthermore, she had known the results for over a week, yet she hadn’t breathed a single word of it to him.

He wondered if it was actually true. If so, how could she have remained so perfectly calm, acting as if absolutely nothing had happened?

Seth clenched and unclenched his suspended hand, his gaze fixed firmly on the bag. In truth, proving whether it was real or not was incredibly simple; he just needed to open the bag and take a look, and everything would be clear.

However, in that very moment, a wave of apprehension washed over him. He had no idea how he would react or what he would even think if it turned out to be the truth.

His hand hovered in the air for a long moment before finally landing on the bag’s zipper.

Pulling it open, Seth parted the bag and peered inside. Tucked beneath her cell phone was a folded piece of paper. He reached in and pulled it out.

Just as his mother had told him on the phone, it was a medical report. It bore Clara Grant’s name and age, and in the section for the diagnostic results, two glaring words were printed: "Early Pregnancy."

Staring at those two words, Seth’s hand suddenly trembled. He wasn’t sure if he was shaking out of pure joy, but he was acutely aware that he wasn’t the least bit upset by this sudden, explosive news.

On the contrary, the heavy anxiety that had kept him on edge the entire drive here finally seemed to lift. Looking at the words "Early Pregnancy," all he could think about was that Clara was carrying a child. It was their child, his own flesh and blood, the physical manifestation of their love.

Seth naturally knew why he had previously claimed he didn’t like children and didn’t want them so soon. He had been terrified that once they had a child, Clara would love the baby more, pay more attention to the baby, and devote all her energy to the baby, thereby neglecting him entirely.

But now, he suddenly wasn’t so afraid anymore. The child was Clara’s, but it was also his. Clara loved the baby, and he would love it just as much.

Once the child was born, he and Clara would take care of it together. With someone to share the burden, she naturally wouldn’t pour all her thoughts and energy into the baby and neglect him.

Having figured this out, the corners of Seth’s lips gradually curled into a perfect arc, revealing a strikingly handsome smile.

Suddenly, the sharp ringing of a cell phone interrupted his thoughts.