Seeing his daughter collapsed on the floor, Mr. Fay was terrified.

He rushed over in just a few strides, scooped her up, and bolted out of the office. "Call an ambulance!" he shouted. One of the nearby employees quickly dialed 911, and within minutes, an ambulance was at the building entrance.

Mr. Fay rode with his daughter to the hospital, anxiously pacing outside the emergency room, his worry mounting. She was his only child, his greatest treasure. If anything happened to her, he didn't know how he or his wife would cope. Just the thought alone was overwhelming.

Lost in his thoughts, he nearly jumped when the doctor approached. He grabbed the doctor's shoulders, his voice frantic, "Doctor, how's my daughter? What's wrong with her?"

The doctor glanced at Mr. Fay's grip, considering stepping back, but the desperation in his eyes was unmistakable.

a deep sigh, the doctor replied, "Your daughter's fine, Mr. Fay. She just had low blood sugar. She's recently pregnant, so she's supporting two heartbeats. She'll need to eat a

Fay's eyes widened in

willing to do whatever it took to get his way, was

just losing one child, undergoing another termination would be heartbreaking and physically demanding. Raising the child alone was something their family could manage, but knowing Eugene,

got some terrible illness," Lydia joked from her hospital bed, her face a

looked at her, but didn't say anything, his

smile faded, and her tone grew more concerned. "Wait, you're not joking, are you? Am I really sick? I

reassured her, sighing heavily. "But you are pregnant. So... what are we going to

pulling her leg. "Come on, Dad, if you're going to mess with me, at least

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