When I got to the hospital, I was taken for a gynecological checkup while Neil waited outside.

I gave the doctor a brief rundown of my situation, followed by a series of tests. The results didn’t seem optimistic The doc suggested I stay in the hospital for a bit, which seriously bummed me out. I felt like a deflated balloon.

The man outside, is he your husband? Should we fill him in on your situation? You’ll need someone to take care of you, the doctor asked.

No, he’s just a friend. If I need his help, I’ll let him know Thanks.I replied wearily

After I was transferred to the ward, Neil came to my bedside and asked. What’s up? The doc wouldn’t tell me anything.

I requested the doctor to keep it confidential, so she wouldn’t inform Neil Patient privacy was respected in such cases.

Looking at Neil’s worried face, I knew he genuinely cared for me. He had left Bonnie behind to rush me to the hospital. This wasn’t some figment of my imagination. I was debating whether I should tell him the truth, give him a chance to decide.

If I could successfully deliver the baby, I wouldn’t shoo him away from visiting.

Neil, I was about to say when Neil’s phone rang

He glanced at the caller ID and picked up. After a few words, I got the gist of the conversation. It must be Kate on the other end.

How did it get so serious?

I’m on my way.

Alright, got it.

determined. Neil had only sent me to the hospital out

tongue, if not, I would’ve been accused

hesitantly I smiled and said, “Go,

sprained her ankle pretty badly. I’ll go check on her,” Neil seemed to be explaining

for explanations, you’re a free man” I maintained a calm smile, trying to sound

didn’t want to show it. The child in my belly wasn’t just mine, but if I wanted to bring him into the

brows and then left.

ward close, my heart remained restless for a me

After a while, I asked the doctor to find me a nurse to

was worried and wanted to visit me in the hospital. I gave him the address and told

five hours ago, probably around the time when Neil was taking me to the hospital. A picture of an injured ankle and a brief caption, “What hurts more than a sprained ankle

man she deeply loved chose to bring his unwell ex–wife to the hospital while she was injured.

moments of being abandoned, with Neil always choosing her over

life, I had already felt unwell. Once, I was in so much chest pain that I was sweating bullets and hoped Neil would accompany me to the hospital. But then Bonnie called, saying

passed away, it was the happiest time of their lives. Bonnie was accepted by the Whitmore family, pregnant with their grandchild, and Neil also gained their approval. They even

post. I was not sure if it was because I liked her post, but Bonnie deleted it the

what happened? Why’re you suddenly in the gynecology ward?” Orlando

I don’t get treated, it might affect future pregnancies. Scared

here

didn’t want to tell anyone in my family

I remember you being very healthy and robust as

the past. I can only blame myself for being

This way, you can have a clean and straightforward divorce without too much entanglement. Otherwise, it would have been messier and the child would have been affected” Orlando opened the thermos he brought with

started sipping the soup straight from the thermos.

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