Chapter 782 Will You Have a Baby with Boyce？

Armand put his head on her lap and looked out of the window.

Theresa stroked his hair, "What are you thinking?"

After a while, Armand said, "I had a dream a few days ago."

"What kind of dream?" Theresa asked.

In that dream, Theresa had left him. After he woke up in the fear of losing her, he couldn't fall asleep
again that night.

He said, "I had a dream about you."

"What did I do in your dream?" Theresa asked.

She really wanted to know what she would be like in his dream.

"You said you want to spend the rest of your life with me." Armand turned to look at her.

Theresa got speechless.

"Why are you keep flirting ..."

From that day on, Elizabeth had never let Dora Clifford cook any soup again.

Theresa went to the hospital for medical checkups and injections every day.

Dolores kept writing popular science about the process of extracting human follicles.

Unlike men, women have limited follicles.



In Theresa’s case, just taking a few follicles was not enough for artificial insemination. Later, medicine
would be used to accelerate the process of the maturation of follicles, and then they would be taken
out.

As we all know, only one follicle is released every month, and only twelve follicles a year. Extracting
more than one follicle at a time is a reckless move and will obviously have negative impact on females’
body.

She once saw a case on the Internet. A woman who wanted to be pregnant had taken 60 follicles
before and after for IVF (In Vitro Fertilization). The whole procedure was conducted again and again for
twelve times. She was even injected with different medicine for hundreds of times. Even in the last
time, when she was so close to had a baby, pregnancy was terminated for abnormal hormones levels.

How desperate the pregnant women would be when she still can’t have her baby after all these
suffering!

The whole procedure was painful and everlasting, and it had even greater crush on the spirit.

If god blesses, everything will be fine and you can have your baby within a year.

There are also people out there who had never succeeded throughout the whole process and
eventually gave up in the end.

She continued to scroll the screen.

"What are you reading?"

Jasmine asked with a smile.

Dolores looked up, "Why are you here?"



Jasmine sat down on the bed and said, "Boyce is on a business trip. Can’t I just come over when I am
free from all the business?"

"On a business trip?" Dolores was surprised.

"It seems that the boss is going to promote him, but he is appointed to go on a business trip for two
months, and then he will be promoted to be a director." Jasmine thought but she couldn’t say that.

Boyce didn’t want her to say anything.

With their status and identity, she had already aware that she must be careful not to talk nonsense.

The boss had indicated what he wanted Boyce to do. But Boyce hasn’t become the official director yet,
and she can’t say anything.

But Dolores was fine with it; their relationship is so close that they can understand each other.

Dolores understood, and said, "He might be appointed for a study tour."

Jasmine said, "I don't have any information."

She glanced at Dolores's tablet and saw the content on it. She raised her head and said, "What do you
think?"

With three children, there should be no need for...

Soon she realized that maybe Dolores wasn’t doing this for her. Instead, Theresa was doing a popular
science about IVF, and she was just browsing related information.

"Ah…" Jasmine thought Theresa would suffer a lot.



Dolores turned off the tablet, put it on the table, and looked at her, "What are you sighing for? I think
you and Boyce are in a good relationship."

Jasmine lowered her head with a shy smile, "We’re pretty good."

"Boyce is mature. He is the one you can spend your life with. You have to take good care of him."
Dolores said with a smile.

"Of course." There’s no need to stress that.

Boyce is the one just like what Dolores had said.

"Mommy!" A shout of joy was let out.

There’s no doubt that that’s her daughter.

Dolores looked at the door. Soon Amanda ran in rapidly, lay down on the bed and greeted Jasmine,
"Jasmine."

Jasmine reached out and stroked her head.

Someone braided her hair. It suits her so well, turning her into a little princess.

"Mommy, we saw the little brother. Why does he look so different from my brother?" Amanda recalled
what she had seen. The baby was small with red skin and some wrinkles. He’s not pretty at all.

"Mummy, is there any possibility that we had the wrong baby and this is not my little brother?" Amanda
thought that their family members are all good-looking, and her younger brother should be cute-looking
too.

"Why do you say that?" Dolores asked his daughter.



"He is ugly."

Dolores almost burst out laughing.

Jasmine chuckled, thinking she was funny.

"He hasn't grown up yet. He won't be ugly since you’re such a cute and beautiful sister." Jasmine
explained to her.

"Really?" Amanda said dubiously.

"You’re quite the same when you were just born." Dolores said.

Amanda didn’t understand.

She wouldn’t be so ugly when she’s young. She was the favorite students of teachers at school.

"Mommy, hug me." Amanda crawled onto the bed. She hadn't been hugged by her for a long time, and
acted coquettishly in front of Dolores.

Dolores said no.

Her chest was still aching.

Her chest can’t contact anything.

"Hey, you’re a good girl and mommy will hug you when we get home."

Amanda pouted and blinked aggrievedly, "Mommy, weren’t you thinking abandoning me if you have my
brother home?"



"Well, I am going abandon you… Why are you thinking about this when you’re so young?" Dolores
pinched his daughter's face.

"Mummy, you pinched me so much." Amanda yelled.

In fact, it didn't hurt much.

She yelled loudly on purpose.

Jasmine picked her up, "Let's go out and play, let your mom have a rest."

Amanda put her arms around her neck, looking innocent, "Jasmine, will you have a baby with
Boyce?"


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