After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

Trigger Warning: Kimmy in the first quarter of the chapter. Mentions of abortion.

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While everyone in the queue was catching up with each other, the session inside was quite serious.

Currently with the doctor was Kimmy, who was doing her weekly checkups. She was healthy enough, but she didn’t have her bubbly smile anymore.

Rather, she exuded the strength of a mother.

This time, Kimmy went to the appointment with an unfamiliar middle-aged woman. She was apparently hired by Raine after recommendations from the Alterrans.

Cynthia didn’t know why Kimmy had fired Thessy. However, the fact that she was lucid was enough to convince Cynthia that Kimmy’s judgment could be trusted to some degree.

”You should be giving birth in 7 more months…” Cynthia said, pausing. ”Are you… sure you want to keep it? Although there are still some small risks, for the most part, Alterra now has the technology to—”

”I will keep it.”

Cynthia stared for a while, before sighing in defeat. ”I will respect your decision,” she said. She would just have to trust that Kimmy would be a good mother, regardless of how the child came to be.

They would have to monitor her closely though. In Terran, similar cases to Kimmy made for some… unstable situations.

”From what we know, the gestation period of Terrans is still around 10 months, and just a bit faster if one or both parties are locals. We don’t have enough data yet if it’s a mix, but we assume it will probably be less than 10 months.”

In the case of the Holt baby, he was born a few months earlier than average. Similarly, this made Althea’s early birth even more prominent. This was still a mystery but, since the babies were healthy, no one made a big deal out of it.

Anyway, Cynthia knew she could only do so much as a doctor and as a woman. She simply gave some prescriptions and vitamins, all of which were now available in the hospital pharmacy.

Kimmy thanked her and left, with her nanny opening the door for her. They gave the people outside some polite nods before heading out. Her eyes traced over the two babies and her eyes warmed, but her heart clenched at the same time.

Kimmy’s hands held her stomach. ”Auntie,” she said as they left the hospital. ”People seem to think I’m making a mistake…”

She was determined to keep the baby, to have a family member alive. However, the more people doubted her, the more she doubted herself. Now, even she didn’t fully trust herself about how she’d react when it was born.

What if the memories triggered and she did something unthinkable?

The woman was Valma, one of the aborigines who came in from Rows Village.

She, too, had been in the same situation many years ago. However, in her case, she did give birth to the child because she’d die if she didn’t do so. She, too, hated him at first, and even left him at the door of the person who took advantage of her.

However, as time passed, she found herself gravitating towards the child. She would sneak around and look, watching from afar.

Sadly, he didn’t grow up well in the end and was bullied a lot because of his situation. However, she was poor and weak and she didn’t dare take him in. At least in that man’s house, he was clothed and fed.

However, one day, they just found him dead.

”Well, Miss,” she said, pushing down the heaviness in her body. ”I can only say that the child is never at fault for his or her birth.

”And that every and each one of them deserves a chance for a good life.”

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Mathilda and Gwen naturally went straight to the hospital as soon as they heard of the news. Because the message was so vague though, they were still partially worried in the end.

At this time, Juni and Victor were already done with their turn and headed out. Gwen happened to see Juni. She gasped, running over.

”Juni~!” she yelled, hugging the other woman. Juni was very startled to see her here.

”Gwen?”

Before she could say anymore though, Gwen felt her stomach and gasped. ”You’re really Pregnant?!” she said, grinning. ”My brother, really, tsktsk.”

Mathilda walked slower and couldn’t react in time to correct the misunderstanding.

Juni looked awkward, unsure how to open the topic. ”It’s…”

At this, a man arrived next to Juni, wrapping an arm possessively around her shoulder. On his other hand was a paper bag with vitamins, indicating he had just been to the hospital’s pharmacy.

He left for five minutes and an unasked-for sister-in-law appeared.

”It’s not your brother’s,” he said, making the woman blink.

”Victor?!” she gasped, then looked at Juni, then to the couple in alteration. ”This…”

When there were gatherings of families, she and her mother joined in. Her path had indeed crossed with the siblings here and there.

Speaking of siblings, Vanessa’s face appeared in her head and Gwen immediately felt irate.

The silence was broken when Mathilda finally arrived next to Gwen. The old woman cleared her throat. ”They’re not together. Your brother’s with an aborigine.”

”....oh?”

Well, anyway, she and Juni were close and she grew up seeing the other as an older sister. Regardless of who the baby’s father was, she’d treat him or her as her nephew or niece.

They hugged each other and promised to catch up soon, and the mother and daughter finally headed to the doctor’s.

”So… how is the woman?” Gwen couldn’t help asking her mom as they entered the hospital. She rarely bothered to hide her expressions, but she could do so if she had to.

For example, what if she didn’t like her brother’s new woman? She wouldn’t want to make her uncomfortable, especially when she’s pregnant, right?

Mathilda didn’t answer immediately as he thought of the woman. They hadn’t interacted a lot, but she did hear a lot about her.

”She’s very… progressive, considering how bad women has it here,” she said. ”I think you’ll like her.”

Gwen giggled. ”That’s a relief.”

Anyway, the mother and daughter pair arrived just in time for the couple’s turn—and it ended up being a very tearful obygyn session.