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.

moment ago, but now I was determined. Neil had only sent me to the hospital

if not, I

at me hesitantly I smiled and said, “Go, you’ve done enough by bringing

go check on her,” Neil seemed to be explaining to

need for explanations, you’re a free man” I

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

his brows and

ward close, my heart remained restless for

asked the doctor to find me a nurse to

take a leave. He was worried and wanted to visit me in the hospital. I gave him the address and told him to come the next

scrolling through my phone in bed, I saw a post by Bonnie. It was from 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 is a

upset thinking that the man she deeply loved chose to bring his unwell ex–wife to the hospital while she was

coming. I had endured countless painful moments of being abandoned, with Neil always

unwell. Once, I was in so much chest pain that I was sweating bullets and hoped Neil

the happiest time of their lives. Bonnie was accepted by the Whitmore family,

chance to upset Bonnie. On impulse, I liked Bonnie’s post. I was not sure if it was because I liked

you suddenly in the gynecology ward?”

doc said if I don’t get treated, it

here

didn’t want to tell anyone in my family about the pregnancy.

fault you’re like this. I remember you being very healthy

the past. I can only blame myself for being too sentimental back

guys didn’t have kids. This way, you can have a clean and straightforward divorce without too much entanglement. Otherwise, it would have been messier and the

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