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.

me

God I held my tongue, if not, I would’ve been accused of taking advantage

at me hesitantly I smiled and said, “Go, you’ve

on her,” Neil seemed to

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

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

furrowed his brows and

my heart remained restless for a me for the next few

the doctor to find me

worried and wanted to visit me in the

while 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

loved chose to bring his unwell ex–wife to the hospital while she was

coming. I had endured countless painful moments of being

chest pain that I was sweating bullets and hoped Neil would accompany me to the hospital.

the Whitmore family, pregnant with their grandchild, and Neil also gained

to upset Bonnie. On impulse, I liked Bonnie’s post. I was not

what happened? Why’re you suddenly in the gynecology ward?” Orlando came to visit and asked,

sighed helplessly, “Health issues, mainly gynecological. The doc said if I don’t get treated,

here

in my

remember you being very healthy

only blame myself for being too sentimental back then.” I managed a

it would have been messier and the child would have been affected” Orlando opened the thermos he

and started sipping the soup straight from the

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