The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 258

The private room was split into two areas, and the door to the inner room hung halfway open.

Harrell sat at a square table outside, making tea with a practiced, easy grace.

“Harrell.” Catherine walked in, her voice calm.

“Thanks for coming all this way, Catherine.” Harrell motioned for her to have a seat.

Catherine glanced around but didn’t spot her medical file. She kept it polite. “I don’t want to keep you. If you could just give me the file…”

“Sorry, it’s still in the car. I’ve already asked the staff to bring it up.” Harrell nudged his glasses up his nose, then poured fresh tea into the cup across from him.

“It won’t be long. And don’t worry, this tea is safe for pregnant women. Actually, there are a couple things I wanted to mention while we wait.”

A quiet sound drifted from the half-open door of the inner room. Someone else was inside. Probably someone Harrell had arranged to meet.

Catherine frowned a little, just for a second. After a brief pause, she decided to sit down.

“Thank you, Harrell.”

“You’re almost twenty-two weeks along now. It’s a pretty safe stage, but even though you won’t be coming to my office anymore, I want to remind you the last trimester is nothing to take lightly.” Harrell’s tone was thorough, almost gentle.

“Right now, your baby is measuring a bit small. I’d suggest eating more nutritious foods as time goes on. Don’t overdo it at work, either. It’s best if you can take a break and focus on your third trimester.”

Catherine already knew all this. Maybe Harrell was just filling the silence, trying to make the wait less awkward.

She nodded along. “Got it. Thank you, Harrell.”

“One more thing. The biggest thing to avoid late in pregnancy.”

Harrell took a thoughtful sip of tea, then set his cup down. “I haven’t met your husband, but you’re young, and I’d guess he is too. You really need to avoid sex in the last trimester. It can cause premature labor.”

The topic was personal, almost awkward. If they’d been in his clinic and he’d been in his white coat, Catherine could have just nodded and said, “I know.” But here and now, it felt different.

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