Yes, but she has a request.

She does return the next morning. Your glad there's a desk in the way as you're more than excited at the thought of putting a child inside of this Asian beauty. However, your hopes are knocked quickly as she stands in front of you and says: "Before you get your hopes up I have to ask something before. How do you know you're fertile?" You go to speak and assure her of your virility but she continues. "If we're to do this then you need to get a fertility test yourself. Then maybe we can." You're thrown for a moment as she puts down a white paper bag on your desk and then heads to walk out. "I want to see the results myself. Call me when you get them." And just like that she'd left again.
No sooner has she left and you'd recovered from what she'd said you were opening up the bag. It was all fairly obvious from here. You had to cum into a pot and then drop it off at a medical centre and you'd get your results back in a few days. You thought for a moment about not doing that but you knew it was never really an option.
It didn't take you long to have cum into the pot, the thought of impregnating busy Belle was more than enough to get you there. You then followed the rest of the instructions and dropped it off at the medical centre.
For the next few days you continue your regular work but find yourself constantly drifting off to thinking about the pending results and then inevitably the thought of breeding the woman. After 4 days and you beginning to wonder if it would ever return a letter is waiting for you in your mailbox that morning, clearly marked as coming from the medical centre.