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 of conscience, so how could I be

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

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

sprained her ankle pretty badly. I’ll go check on her,”

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

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

furrowed his brows and then

door of the ward close, my heart remained

while, I asked the doctor to find

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

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

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

countless painful moments of being abandoned, with Neil always choosing her

my past 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

accepted by the Whitmore family, pregnant with their grandchild, and

On impulse, I liked Bonnie’s post. I was not sure if it was because I liked her post, but Bonnie deleted it

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

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

here

in my family about the

you’re like this. I remember you being very healthy and robust

the past. I can only blame myself for being too sentimental back then.” I managed a bitter smile.

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

and started sipping the soup straight from the thermos.

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