Ruby felt as though someone had poured cold water over her.

She had never been pregnant before and was not aware that there were so many tests that she needed to get done. She was stunned.

Avery shoved the ultrasound diagram back into her hands. "By the way, you said that your baby is Elliot’s, right? Once you are three months into the pregnancy, you better get a DNA test done, or you won't see the end!"

"Very well! I'm not afraid of a DNA test!" Ruby handed the ultrasound results to the nanny and strode toward the bed. "Why haven't they administered his medication yet? Did the doctor not come today?"

"Can't you read the clock?" Avery was extremely rude because she was in a bad mood. "I asked the doctor to change the meds he is on. They are now getting his new meds ready."

The color on Ruby's face changed rapidly.

Avery was a doctor, who was qualified to make such decisions; she was a nobody, and her opinions did not matter in the face of Avery.

"Miss, you don't have to stay h