Chapter 89: “

Holmes Residence

The doctor had long since left. Sherlock sat on the squeaky chair beside Clarissa's bed, impatiently waiting for her to wake up and explain who the baby belonged to.

A few seconds later, Clarissa stirred on the bed. Sherlock leaned forward, his eyes fixed on her, silently demanding an explanation.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” Clarissa asked calmly.

“The doctor said you’re pregnant.” Sherlock went straight to the point.

Clarissa felt the blood drain from her face. Her whole body turned cold.

She blinked several times, trying to process what he just said. Pregnant? How could that be?

“Are you not going to say anything?” Sherlock asked,...