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 out of conscience, so how could I

I held my tongue, if not, I

smiled and said,

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

free man” I maintained a calm smile, trying to sound indifferent.

in my belly wasn’t just mine, but if I wanted to bring him into the world,

brows and

close, my heart remained restless for a

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

called Orlando to take a leave. He was worried and wanted to visit me in the hospital. I gave him the

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 broken

to bring his unwell ex–wife to the hospital while she was injured. It must be

moments of being abandoned, with Neil always

I was sweating bullets and hoped Neil

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

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

you suddenly in the gynecology ward?” Orlando

mainly gynecological. The doc said if I don’t get treated, it might affect

here

to tell anyone in my family about

I remember you being very healthy and robust as a child, not this

for being too sentimental back then.”

have kids. 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

sat up and started sipping

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