A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 872

“Our plan to keep the pregnancy stable is working great!”

“The doctor said everything looks good. The baby is doing just fine!”

“In just a few months, you’ll get to meet your first great-grandchild!”

Fleur grinned proudly. “And he’ll be your only great-grandchild, too!”

“But are you sure her baby’s really okay? Didn’t Callie mention there were some issues last time?”

Eamon frowned. “If she needed bed rest, that usually means something’s not right with the baby. Sometimes you just have to let nature take its course, you know? Don’t force it.”

“No, I think Callie must’ve misread something!”

“We had all the tests done, and the doctor said everything’s perfectly healthy!”

“Bed rest is just routine—nothing special or extreme!”

Fleur shot Calliope a sharp look, obviously annoyed.

Calliope glanced over at Yvette, who was dramatically cradling her still-flat belly, really playing up the whole “expectant mom” act.

Yvette didn’t look too happy.

To Calliope, it was pretty obvious Yvette’s condition was a result of forcing the pregnancy along—never a good sign.

She doubted this baby would be born healthy; there was a real chance things could go wrong.

But Fleur wouldn’t listen, and there wasn’t much Calliope could do.

Still, the thought of a baby being brought into the world only to suffer tugged at her heart. She couldn’t help but gently say, “You know, regular check-ups are important. You really should take your doctor’s advice.”

They might ignore her, but surely they’d listen to their doctor, right?

“Don’t worry, we’re not skipping appointments!”

“Of course we’ll listen to the doctor. You really don’t need to worry so much!”

Fleur’s tone was icy.

Storm’s eyes widened; his tail froze mid-wag. He clearly remembered what “boot camp” meant.

“Didn’t realize the Jewell family put you through that kind of stuff,” came a voice from behind.

She turned to find Gideon standing there, watching her intently.

He’d been observing her for a while now, and lately, he found himself missing her more and more.

When she lost an argument, she’d clutch her belly and threaten a miscarriage.

He couldn’t help but remember how Calliope had never acted that way. She’d always trusted him, never questioned his loyalty.

She never dumped her problems on him, always handled things herself—and honestly, often helped him out, too.

Comparing the two women, the difference was like night and day.