?Chapter 668:


    She knew better than to cling to false hope or put her faith in Brian again. Yet, the thought of Jeffrey—the life he still had left—made her fingers tremble as she flipped open the documents. Twenty minutester, she shut the files with a quiet thud, inhaled deeply, and met his gaze. “I need time to think.”


    A dayter, Rachel reached out to Brian, telling him she was willing to give it a shot.


    She couldn’t shake her worry over Jeffrey’s condition.


    To improve her chances of conceiving, she tracked her ovtion cycle meticulously, preparing herself in advance.


    For days, they spent night after night wrapped in passion.


    Yet, no matter how many times they tried, she still wasn’t pregnant.


    Staring down at the stark negative on the pregnancy test, Rachel’s chest tightened with disappointment.


    She knew her body well enough to understand that conceiving naturally would be difficult.


    But Jeffrey didn’t have the luxury of time, and with that weighing on her, she started considering in vitro fertilization.


    When she brought it up, Brian hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed. They booked an appointment with a specialist and went to the hospital together.


    Being a private hospital, the service was seamless, and all the necessary tests werepleted swiftly.


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    Truthfully, Rachel had pinned a lot of hope on IVF, so she stayed at the hospital, anxiously waiting for the results.


    “Doctor, what’s the verdict? Can we go ahead?”


    The doctor skimmed through a thick stack of test results, his expression unreadable, as if he were struggling to find the right words.


    Rachel’s fingers curled into fists. “No matter what it is, I need to hear the truth. Just tell me straight.”


    At her insistence, the doctor didn’t sugarcoat his words. “We’ve reviewed all your results. Based on them, the chances of IVF seeding are extremely low.”


    “What? Why?”


    Despite sensing the weight behind the doctor’s expression, Rachel couldn’t stop the wave of anxiety that crashed over her when she heard his verdict.


    The doctor set the reports in front of her, his tone measured yet firm. “Your current health condition isn’t suited for pregnancy. We conducted a thorough assessment of your uterine environment, and even if a fertilized egg is sessfully developed…”


    And imnted, the chances of it being viable are extremely low. There’s also a significant risk of miscarriage.”


    Rachel tried to suppress the turmoil in her chest, shaking her head slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t understand.”


    “Let me put it this way,” the doctor exined patiently. “A nt needs sunlight, water, and nutrients to grow. But in your case, your uteruscks the essential conditions. Even if imntation seeds, the fetus won’t be able to survive.”


    Rachel’s breath hitched as the words sank in, leaving her numb with devastation.


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