The Billionaire’s Hidden Heiress
Chapter 114

Flair POV

"How are you feeling Mrs Oakes? I'm taken to understand you've not been feeling well the last few days. Can you describe your symptoms to me?" the doctor was polite, her voice melodious as she scribbled away on the clipboard, while I sat on the bed, my legs

dangling loosely, Rachel sitting on the chair and giving me a sympathetic look.

"Um, actually I guess it's not too bad," I said wryly "It's just that I've been experiencing nausea the last few days and throwing up. I keep getting a little lightheaded and dizzy" I admitted "and I thought maybe it's a blood sugar thing or something." "Are you diabetic?" she asked quietly.

I shook my head "No."

"Okay, are you experiencing anything else? What about sensitivity to smell or noise?" she prodded me.

I shot an uncertain glance at Rachel who motioned for me to keep talking to the doctor "Well now that you mention it, sometimes something smells really strong to me and it makes me throw up" I admitted "Coffee for one, and sometimes fish or seafood." She nodded. "Are you sexually active?"

I laughed out loud at that question "Yes, with my husband."

"Are you on birth control?" she asked seriously.

I shook my head "No, but I had my period the other week so it can't be pregnancy" I said but my voice was filled with doubt.

The doctor was dismissive "Sometimes women do still get periods when pregnant so it's not necessarily ruled out right now. Any other symptoms? Sore breasts? Cravings? Throwing up at different times of the day or at the same time each day?" "My breasts are sore and I tend to throw up at different times" I admitted.

"I think we should do a pregnancy test, but because you are no doubt only a few weeks if that, I would do a blood test to confirm rather than the standard pee test," the doctor said glancing at me.

"Are you sure? I mean I thought it was probably just a virus or something" I said glancing at Rachel who was shrugging and looking excited at the same time. Please visit J o b nib.com and search the book title to read the entire book for free. "It could very well be that but at the same time, it will rule it out and tell us. I would like to check the HCG levels and determine if they are at the appropriate numbers. Are you okay taking a blood test?" she asked kindly.

I nodded slowly. The doctor smiled. "I'll send the nurse in" she murmured "and then it will take some time for the results, but you can wait here."

She walked away and Rachel gave a squeal. "Did you hear that Flair, you could be preggers" she crowed.

"I might just be sick," I told her as she shook her head and flipped her hair over her shoulder, giggling wildly.

"No, I have a good feeling about this," she said, as a nurse came in wheeling a trolley with needles and vials "a really good feeling," she said wide-eyed.

"Mrs Oakes?" the nurse was very soft-spoken.

"Yes," I answered.

"Please pump a fist" she instructed, placing a cuff around my upper arm. She quickly found a vein while Rachel studiously looked away.

Rachel was squeamish when it came to blood. Even looking at it could make her gag. I tried not to giggle as she went pale.

"You might feel a sharp prick," the nurse said softly.

"That's what he said" Rachel blurted out, causing all of us to laugh, including the nurse.

"Rachel" I hissed "not when the nurse is taking blood out of my arm."

"Sorry," she said sheepishly, still looking the other way.

I felt the tiniest prick as she placed the needle in my vein and watched fascinated as the blood went into the small vial, the nurse quick and efficient. She slowly slid the needle out and put a bandage against my wound. "Apply pressure."

I held onto it as she got a bandaid, placing it onto the bandage to hold it there. "Don't lift anything heavy" she said, glancing down at her notes "and you should receive the results within the next hour from the pathology lab. The doctor will come and see you as soon as the results are available. If you need anything please don't hesitate to see the receptionist who will do her best to help you."

"Thank you," I said appreciatively as the nurse shot me a smile and began to wheel the trolley back out.

Rachel leaned back in the chair. "You know when you asked if I wanted to hang out, I didn't think you meant at a doctor's surgery" she deadpanned.

I looked at her innocently "I hate going by myself and I know that you'll keep me company. We can go for lunch afterward" I proposed.

She still looked mutinous "I could be with Timothy right now" she sighed "doing all sorts of naughty things that I can't elaborate on."

"He's at work isn't he?" I said bluntly.

Nice try Rachel, I wasn't falling for that one. You can't guilt trip me that easily.

"Yes" she grumbled "Otherwise I wouldn't have come so quickly. You owe me," she said with a sneer.

"What exactly do I owe you?" I said raising a brow and relaxing on the bed.

"Hmmm if you're pregnant I get to be the baby's godmother," she said quickly.

I tried not to laugh at how eager she sounded. "Like that wasn't going to happen anyway" I countered back "Maybe you should think of something else." "Nope, I'm happy with that" she quipped.

I rolled my eyes and shifted on the bed. Part of me wanted to call Grayson, but I knew that he would just worry about me, possibly calling his day short for my sake. Since there was nothing he could do to help me anyway, I had held off letting him know where I was going today. "Grayson doesn't know does he?" Rachel's voice made me jump.

I looked at her guiltily "No but there's nothing he can do anyway. If there's anything to tell him, then I'll tell him" I insisted "but this could just be a simple flu or virus."

She smirked "Keep telling yourself that Flair, you almost sound like you believe it."

I threw a pillow at her which she caught neatly with one hand, putting it behind her and groaning with appreciation as I stuck my tongue out at her. "That hits the spot" she sighed, "such a nice and soft cushion."

The doctor came walking back in and Rachel sat up hastily, crossing her ankles.

"Miss Flair, how is the nausea now?" she asked me concerned.

I thought about it. "Actually it seems to have subsided. It was really bad before but now it seems to be gone" I admitted replaceing that strange.

If the doctor thought that was weird she didn't let it show on the expression on her face, she merely made a note on that clipboard of hers. Part of me was tempted to rip the clipboard from her hands and replace out what she was writing for myself, but of course, I held myself back, even though the anticipation of what she was going to tell me was just about killing me on the inside.

"Your results have come back in. I put a rush on pathology, considering your ahem" she coughed "social status."

Which politely meant that because you're a Grant we did your results first. I said nothing and looked at her intently. "There is good news, at least I hope it is good news. I've taken a look at the blood results and it's as I suspected. You are pregnant" she said as my heart skipped a beat "By about five weeks I would estimate based on the HCG levels."

"But I had my period," I said dumbly "I bled."

I sounded like an i***t but the doctor was nice enough to just smile politely at me.

"Sometimes there's implantation bleeding which can resemble a period or you might have still had one. These things happen" she said as I stared at her blankly "What's important right now is that you're aware of what you need to do and not to do with your pregnancy and in relation to your baby. There are certain things for example" she paused and glanced between Rachel and I "that you cannot eat due to the risk to the child."

My god. I had no idea. My mind was spinning as the doctor continued to speak and my mind struggled to comprehend everything she was saying. Rachel looked just as lost, a hopeless expression on her own face.

"You will need pregnancy vitamins" the doctor continued as I nodded "Some brands are better than others. As long as it has plenty of folate and folic acid, then it doesn't matter which one you use. I will be sending your referral to an ob-gyn to continue on with your care and you should have regular checkups and ultrasounds."

My head was spinning. "I um" my voice was almost inaudible "when is it safe to tell people?"

The doctor hesitated "Anything can happen during a pregnancy. There are always risks. I replace that it's best for most patients to wait until the thirteenth week, which is when the second trimester starts before telling family and friends. Of course, I would not include your husband in that list."

I nodded shakily. Rachel was nodding automatically, her head bobbing up and down, almost making me giggle at her.

"I'll get you some pamphlets about prenatal care and also some information about what to expect and what is normal. If you have any questions, experience any bleeding, or are worried, feel free to call the clinic after hours or go straight to the emergency department" she finished up.

"I will," I said dumbfounded.

Pregnant. I couldn't believe it. After being so upset about Charlotte's pregnancy, I had just found out that I was in the same situation. I was in a state of disbelief. How was Grayson going to react when I told him the news? We might not have been planning on it, but now that I was pregnant I couldn't picture myself doing anything but keeping the unborn child. As it was, this had put all of my unfound fears to rest.

Evidently, I was capable of being pregnant. Maybe it was just circumstance or divine intervention that had prevented it from happening with Johnathon before. But part of me couldn't help but wonder what the odds of that happening really were, as Rachel and I began to head out of the clinic, our arms filled with pamphlets and brochures. I couldn't wait to tell Grayson the news, a spring in my step as I walked.