The Ex and Her Riches

“The baby has a weak constitution, which I believe is a congenital disorder. On top of that, I’ve also detected premature ventricular contractions in his heart. The condition may develop into severe myocarditis if not treated properly,” the doctor said as he looked at the medical report and sighed. “The older Benny gets, the more obvious and serious his symptoms of physical weakness will be.”

A heavy silence instantly befell the examination room.

Gwendolyn could feel her eyes welling up with tears and her chest tightening as she took Benedict from the nurse and soothed him.

The doe-eyed little boy had no idea he was sick, so all he did was flutter his eyelashes and stare at his mother, his lips curled into an adorable smile.

Upon seeing the mother-son interaction, Cedrick clenched his fists, unable to stop blaming himself.

Charles, too, wasn’t feeling any better.

“Has Benny’s blood been tested for viral infections? Could viruses cause these congenital disorders?” he piped up.

For a moment, the doctor was stunned. “Typically speaking, the chances of that happening are slim to none. Since it’s such a rare occurrence, our hospital doesn’t have the facilities to carry out targeted testing. If need be, we’ll have to send the samples to the laboratory for a detailed evaluation.” With that, the doctor turned to Cedrick and Gwendolyn. “Mr. and Mrs. Jenson, do you know what virus might have infected your son? If that’s really the cause of his congenital disorders, it means Mrs. Jenson’s the carrier.”

“No. It’s nothing serious,” Cedrick replied, his voice deep and hoarse as he glanced at Gwendolyn. “Gwenny went for a checkup before, and there weren’t any viruses in her blood.”

There’s no way I’ll tell this doctor from Grand Valley Hospital the whole truth… It’s not like they can carry out the necessary blood tests anyway. As much as we want to rule out the cause, we won’t be able to find our answers here, so what’s the point in saying more?

Cedrick calmly walked to his wife and put an arm around her shoulder. “Darling, let’s proceed with the treatment for Benny’s heart condition first,” he said with a gentle, reassuring pat. “As for the diagnostic tests to determine his viral infection, we can look into those when he’s a little older.”

After all, the laboratory would require several blood samples to run their various tests, and given Benedict’s young age and weak constitution, drawing too much blood would be detrimental to him.

Gwendolyn understood and nodded in agreement. “I just feel sorry for Benny. Not only does he have to start taking medication from an early age, but he’d probably have to stay on it for years to come… What a poor thing.”

Cedrick instantly leaned in and kissed his wife’s forehead. “No matter how sickly Benny is, I promise to make him the happiest baby in this world.”

the worry and anxiety etched on the couple’s faces. Alas, there

keeping him in the hospital for observation. At the same time, he’d be prescribed mild medication as

the three-month-old baby who couldn’t even utter a word

was devastated. She wished she could suffer in her son’s place

husband that he was, Cedrick stayed by

felt utterly helpless. After all, Benedict had his parents with

confirmed, but neither Cedrick nor Gwendolyn blamed Charles for it. Gwendolyn even thanked him for his help and for tirelessly splitting his time between work and Harrick

getting into his car in the underground parking lot of the hospital, Charles sat in a daze for a long while without

I think of it, I must admit my behavior was ridiculous. That said, I regret nothing… What’s done is done, and I can’t right the wrongs. Other than doing my best now to make up for my past mistakes, I don’t know what else I can

phone to contact several well-known foreign doctors and inquired about the possible treatment options for Benedict’s

to take care

Harrick Villa, Zoey was preparing a formula feed

task she did four to five times daily, and after three months of experience, she had

time, however, she realized something was different after opening a new can of milk powder. The brand and packaging were the same, but the texture of the powder

grow increasingly alarmed as she observed the

Knock! Knock! Knock!

the door startled Zoey so much that she accidentally tipped the can of milk powder over and spilled it all over

the mess

saw Zoey. “Is she being a good

to drink, and I’m preparing it now.

as he strode into the villa. “It’s not the worst-case scenario, but it isn’t looking good either. Anyway, Mr. Jenson and Gwen are accompanying

was speechless. My goodness. He’s talking a lot, but

blessed. Not only were they born into

Charles said