The Love that Never Really Dies

“Are you the child’s parent?”

While Sebastian was spacing out as he stood in front of Vivian’s hospital bed and stared at the medical chart, Vivian’s attending doctor came in. Upon seeing him, he asked that question.

Putting down the medical chart, Sebastian nodded. “Yes. How is she doing right now?”

“Her condition has stabilized now. This is her blood test report that just came out. Her blood type is very rare—RhB. Is the blood type of either you or her mother Rh?”

The doctor handed him a blood test report.

Hearing that, Sebastian was stunned for a moment.

RhB? I know Sasha’s blood type is Rh, and Ian inherited it. But this little girl is actually RhB? For her blood type to be RhB, the father’s blood type must be B, theoretically speaking. Only then is there a high possibility of having a child with a blood type of that combination. And my blood type just happens to be B.

Unwittingly, that thought flashed through his mind.

“Mister? Are you okay?”

There was a brief moment of silence before Sebastian gathered his wits about him. “I’m fine. To answer your question, her mother’s blood type is Rh.” Then, he took the blood test report in chagrin.

Ugh! What has that got to do with me? Tens of thousands of men in this world have the blood type of B! I must have gotten my wires crossed to have such an absurd thought!

He didn’t pay more attention. Glancing at the watch on his wrist, he told Wendy to go back and take care of the other two children since it was getting late.

Meanwhile, he stayed at the hospital and waited for Vivian to wake up.

“Mommy…”

twitching of her red, swollen

in her dreams, she was calling

Why are you still calling out to her? She doesn’t want

It was as though a fist was squeezing his heart, the

that things were truly disastrous

greatest attachment was the children. In the past, she never gave up

she simply left without

lips pressed into a white line. For a long time, he sat there staring at her

and her daughter across them in the emergency room saw his dedication, they started talking about him. “He’s really a good father. It’s New

young men who are so patient

perhaps it’s not her father, but her uncle

possibly be her uncle? He’s obviously her father. Look at her distinct resemblance

ended

didn’t hear a single word either since his mind had been

you feeling

he exhibited great patience. Getting to his feet, he approached the hospital bed

her pale face still carried a pallid

her big eyes that resembled crystal marbles instantly lit up at the sight of Sebastian. “Is Mommy back, Uncle

she spoke, she asked for her mother,

at once,

from the hospital bed. “Your mommy has something to do, so she’s not here. But I promise she’ll come and

“Really?”