Checked something again.
Her smile disappeared completely.
“Mrs. Laura… when exactly did your husband have the vasectomy?”
I felt my body go cold.
“Two months ago.”
She didn’t answer right away.
She adjusted the screen again.
The heartbeat was still there.
But now—
there was something else.
Something that made her stop.
“What is it?” I asked, panic rising. “Is my baby okay?”
She lowered her voice.
“Your baby is fine. But I need you to stay calm.”
At that exact moment, the door opened.
Diego walked in.
Paola behind him.
“Perfect timing,” he said. “Now the doctor can tell me how far along this other man’s baby is.”
The doctor turned toward him slowly.
Then back to the screen.
Then to Paola.
And finally, she said—
“Mr. Diego… before you accuse your wife again… you need to take a closer look at this.”
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My husband had a vasec.tomy
