After Claire Sinclair lay down, the doctor began to apply the coupling gel.
Claire Sinclair couldn't see the ultrasound screen, so she could only watch her husband's expression. "Adrian, how is it? Can you see clearly?"
Adrian Quincy stared at the screen, at the little person whose facial features were strikingly similar to his own. Though the exact appearance was unclear, the basic features were already quite distinct.
The more he looked, the more he felt the resemblance, and he couldn't help but frown.
'Why do I get the feeling it's a boy?'
Deep down, he still held his original opinion: he didn't really want a boy who would compete with him for Claire's love.
Seeing his solemn expression, Claire Sinclair grew anxious. "Why aren't you saying anything?"
The doctor looked at Adrian Quincy's face. Seeing his dark expression and how he seemed to want to speak but held back, she didn't dare say what she was really thinking and just kept quiet.
