Chapter 2 Chapter 2 She Is Infertile

Obviously, there was no result. If she begged him, she would lose the last respect.

When they arrived at the hospital, Everett was still a qualified husband. After he paid the bills, he led her to the office.

"Doctor, my wife has a stomachache."

The doctor looked at Everett. "You go out first."

Everett patted Leyla's head before leaving. "Don't be afraid. I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay." Leyla quickly lowered her head. Her tears fell on her lap because of Everett's tenderness, and she quickly wiped them off when Everett turned to leave.

The doctor brought a stethoscope. "I'll listen to your belly."

Her belly was indeed a bit uncomfortable. Since she spent money, Leyla didn't want to waste it, so she lifted the hem of her clothes and let the doctor listen with a stethoscope.

The doctor listened for a minute.

"I didn't hear the borborygmus, so it isn't a big deal."

"Okay." Leyla was in a daze, and her eyes lost their brilliance. When she was not feeling well in the future, Everett wouldn't accompany her to the hospital anymore, and she felt very sad.

"When did you get your period?"

"What?" Leyla came back to her senses. Why did the doctor ask about her period?

The doctor smiled. "Although I'm in the gastroenterology department, I'm also a gynecology doctor."

"What?"

"I think you may be pregnant."

Leyla smiled. "It's impossible. I'm infertile, and I haven't cured it after taking medicine for a long time."

The doctor frowned. "Infertile? What's the cause of it? Have a checkup, and I'll treat you."

"Thank you doctor, but no need."

"Your husband seems to love you very much, don't give up. If you have a child, your relationship will be better, and your husband's family will not look down on you anymore."

Leyla shook her head, and only she knew the bitterness in her heart.

If he loved her, why would he ask for a divorce?

The doctor asked, "Go to do a checkup..."

"No need, we're getting a divorce."

"It's not easy for two people to get together. Don't get divorced easily. Now technology is advanced, and if you can't cure it, you can have a child through IVF."

Hearing the word "IVF", Leyla's tears fell down.

She wanted to use IVF, but Everett refused, and he said that he didn't like children.

He never thought about spending his whole life with her. Maybe he had thought about divorce a long time ago, so he didn't want to have a child with her.

"What did the doctor say?"

When Everett saw Leyla coming out, he hurried to step forward.

"It's nothing serious. He asked me to have good rest."

Everett pinched Leyla's face. "I told you to eat less ice cream, but you don't listen. Now you suffer from stomachache."

Leyla tried her best to smile like before, but she caught a glimpse of an elegant and noble woman not far away.

Feeling disappointed, Leyla looked at Everett with cold eyes.

Everett met her eyes and explained, "Perla is here."

"Ley, long time no see."

Perla walked over with graceful steps and stood beside Everett.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman, and they were a perfect match the same as they were three years ago.

In an instant, Leyla seemed to have returned to the past. She was a clown, unable to hold her head up in front of the noble prince and princess.

Perla took Everett's arm and said, "I heard from Everett that you are not feeling well, so I come to see you. Have you checked it out? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Leyla tried to smile. "When did you come back?"

"This morning. Everett picked me up at the airport."

Perla came back this morning, and as soon as Everett got home in the evening, he couldn't wait to file for a divorce.

He loved Perla so much that he didn't want to wait for a moment.

Everett wanted to pull out his arm, but Perla hugged him tightly and said gracefully, "Ley, where are you going to go after you divorce Everett?

"Don't you like painting? Some of my friends have art studios. How about I introduce you to work there?"

Perla's tone was concerned, but Leyla felt that Perla wanted her to go to work earlier because she was afraid that she would spend Everett's money.

"Perla, go back to the hotel first. I'll send Leyla home."

Everett felt that if they were standing here chatting, the situation was awkward.

"We are all friends. I will accompany you to send Leyla home."

"Perla..."

"Everett, I have been abroad for three years. There are great changes in my hometown. I don't want to be alone."

"Your parents are still waiting for you to go home."

As Perla hugged Everett's hand tightly, she raised her head and said coquettishly, "I want you to take me home. I don't want to go back alone, please."

Like a fool, Leyla looked at the two of them showing their love, and she felt her heart painful.

They were not divorced yet.

Everett frowned and thought for a while. "Leyla, how about we send Perla back to the Peters family first?"

"I won't go. I'm not feeling well." Leyla didn't want to see her aunt and uncle.

In the past three years, every time she met her aunt and uncle at family gatherings, they would ridicule her for being shameless and taking advantage of Perla's going abroad to marry Everett.

This marriage was decided by her grandma and old Mr. Morrison. Three years ago, old Mr. Morrison was critically ill. Before he died, he wanted to see Everett get married. At that time, Perla's future was bright, and she didn't want to get married, so she went abroad to escape marriage. Therefore, her grandma let Leyla marry Everett.

Even if Leyla didn't love Everett and didn't want to marry him at that time, she had no choice.

But her aunt and uncle never thought of this matter from her point of view. They always ridiculed her, and even scolded her mother.

"Everett, ask your assistant Alden to send Ley back. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I have a lot to tell you. You don't even know how much I have suffered in the past three years."

Everett had no choice but to look at Leyla. "Wait here. I will ask Alden to pick you up."

"Okay." As Leyla smiled, she glanced at the two of them hastily and then looked away.

In the past, when they went out together, Everett would never leave her behind.

Now that Perla was back, Leyla was no longer his special one.

"I dropped my bag in the hall downstairs. There are important things in it!" Perla suddenly said anxiously, "Everett, can you help me find it?"

"Okay, I'll go." Everett turned around and left.

Leyla subconsciously wanted to leave, but her intuition told her that Perla deliberately sent Everett away.

"Lay, let's talk." Perla grabbed Leyla's arm so hard that it hurt her.

Leyla pushed Perla's hand with the other hand and said coldly, "Don't touch me."

"Ley, you have a bad temper. You have been Mrs. Morrison for three years, isn't it very prestigious? But you have to return the thing you stole sooner or later, right?"

Leyla looked at Perla and said, "Perla, you are more and more skilled at ridiculing people now."