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

tongue, if not, I would’ve

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

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

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

his brows and

my heart

while, I asked the doctor to find me a

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

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

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

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

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

was accepted by the Whitmore

would get a chance to upset Bonnie. On impulse, I liked Bonnie’s post. I was not

Why’re you suddenly in the gynecology ward?” Orlando came to visit

helplessly, “Health issues, mainly gynecological. The doc said if I don’t get treated, it might affect future pregnancies. Scared me into staying

here

tell anyone in my

remember you being very healthy and robust

for being too sentimental

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 him. Inside was

started sipping the soup

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