I was surprised when I saw the photo. Could this be the reason why Ryan hadn't returned home all night? He'd been with Kristy the whole time?! These two people in the photo looked so intimate, as if something was about to happen any second. My heart slowly sank. Why was this happening? Ryan had clearly told me he didn't have any feelings for Kristy. So why were they looking so intimate in the photo? Had he been lying to me all along? I kept staring at the photo, trying to make sense of it all, when my stomach started to ache. I curled up on the ground and clutched my stomach. Beads of sweat breaking out across my forehead from the pain. "Ms. Nadine, are you okay?" The werewolf driver rushed over and asked with concern. I held my stomach tightly. "My stomach hurts so much!" The werewolf driver was panicked and quickly helped me into the car. "Hold on, Ms. Nadine, I'll get you to the hospital right away!" Lying in the backseat, I could only feel the pulsing pain in my stomach as cold sweat dripped from my forehead. What's wrong with me? I was already six months along. There shouldn't be any problem, right? But why did it hurt so much? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. I took deep breaths to calm myself down. The werewolf driver rushed me to the hospital, fearing something would happen to me since he was the one who had brought me out. He immediately called Ryan's mother when I could no longer bear the pain.Ryan's POV: After an exhausting night, I dragged myself back home, only to find my mom frantically changing her clothes. "Mom? Where are you going this late at night?" I asked, looking confused. She held up her phone, looking worried, and said, "The driver just called. He said Yura was suddenly in pain and is being taken to the hospital." I frowned at her words, "What? Yura went to the hospital?" I didn't even bother changing and rushed straight out the door. My heart was pounding anxiously along the way to the hospital. I prayed silently that both Yura and our baby would be okay. Only then did I realize my phone had died at the theater. Guilt swept over me. Maybe she tried calling and couldn't get through. Maybe that's what caused the stress and pain. I stared at the dead phone in frustration and threw it onto the passenger seat. When I arrived at the hospital, I immediately found the werewolf driver and asked him, "Where's Yura?" He pointed to the examination room, answering, "She's inside getting checked." I rushed in anxiously and asked, "Doctor! Is my fiancée okay?" The werewolf doctor adjusted his glasses and replied calmly, "The baby's fine. The mother experienced emotional distress, which affected the fetus and caused abdominal pain. She just needs to stay in a good mood going forward." Emotional distress? I was puzzled and walked over to Yura's side, gently putting my arm around her. "Yura, what's wrong?" Yura's POV: Just thinking about that intimate photo of Ryan and Kristy made my heart ache all over again. I turned away from him and didn't respond. "Yura, the doctor just said you need to keep a good mood. Why are you sulking?" Ryan's mom walked in just in time to hear the doctor's advice and gave me a sharp look. "Mom, could you not?" Ryan still defended me."Since everything's fine now, consider everything safe and sound. Let's go home." Sebastian spoke from the side. After a long night, Ryan brought me back to the Storm Pack villa. "Yura, what exactly had happened? Why are you having stomach pain all of a sudden?" Ryan couldn't help but ask with concern, seeing me sulking. "See for yourself!" I took out my phone and showed Ryan the photo. He looked down at the photo of him and Kristy. "Where did you get this from?" Ryan asked. "I don't know!" I glared at him, "Shouldn't you know what you've been doing?" "Yura, it's not what you think. Don't you trust me? You're the only one in my heart." Ryan said gently and continued, "She fainted. I was just helping her up, that's all." I turned my back to him, ignoring his words. I didn't know if I should believe him. All I knew was that no matter how I looked at that photo, my heart felt suffocated.