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.

hesitant a moment ago, but now I was determined. Neil had only sent me to the hospital out of conscience, so how could

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

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

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

I maintained a calm smile, trying

The child in my belly wasn’t just mine, but if I

his brows and

door of the ward close, my heart remained restless for

to

me in the hospital. I gave him the address and told him to come the next day.

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 broken heart.”

man she deeply loved chose to bring his unwell ex–wife to the hospital

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

in so much chest pain that I was sweating bullets and hoped

their lives. Bonnie was accepted by the Whitmore family, pregnant with their grandchild, and Neil also gained their approval. They even opened

I was not sure if

gynecology ward?” Orlando came

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

here

anyone in

you being

can only blame myself for

would have been messier and the child would

up and started sipping

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