Natalie's loud movements woke Sally, who was sleeping on the couch in the ward.

Sally's eyes instantly flew open as she snapped her head in the direction of the bed. She then saw Natalie pulling the intravenous drip out of her hand and was about to jump off the bed. Alarmed, she darted over to stop her.

“Nat, what are you doing?” Sally quickly helped Natalie back to the bed.

Nevertheless, Natalie refused to let her do that. As she thrashed against Sally, she shouted, “My baby's gone! I want to look for my baby!”

It was only then Sally realized why Natalie was adamant about leaving her bed. After letting a short sigh of relief out of her mouth, she hastily replied, “The baby's still with us. The baby's still with us, Nat!”

“The baby's still with us?” At that, Natalie halted in her motions. In the next second, she grabbed Sally's hand and anxiously asked, “Sal, are you saying that my baby's still with us? But my stomach's flat now, and it has only been six months. If the baby's gone from my stomach, isn't the baby...”

“No, no. The baby's still alive. He's in the incubator,” Sally reassured as she patted her back.

Natalie's lips parted. “The incubator?”

“That's right. You were overwhelmed by Mr. Shane's disappearance, so your womb contracted. That's why the baby came out earlier. Fortunately, the baby's six months old. As long as the baby is healthy, he'll survive.” Sally gave her a nod.

her breath, “The baby's

can do

my fault. I'm the reason for the baby's premature birth. This

there. Don't cry.” Sharon hugged her. “Nat, this isn't your fault, so don't you start blaming yourself. No one expected this. If you blame yourself, your mental state will affect your physical state. Do you understand me? The baby needs you, and you have to rest well to recover.

when she

right. Not only did something happen to Shane, but the baby also came into this world

don't get myself together soon, who's

and recollecting herself, she knew that the latter must have heeded her

your kids only have you now. You must stay strong for

bit her lip and squeezed out a smile. “I know. I'll do my best

for a meal, so they'll be back later,” Sally

beat, she said, “Sal, find a wheelchair for me. I'd

wanted to point out to her that she had a wound on her stomach, but the determined look on

If she doesn't have a look at him, she won't be

me while I

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