Genevieve did not know how long she was unconscious. By the time she came to, she was lying in a hospital ward, dressed in a patient’s gown.

Sunlight streamed in through the windows and warmed the ward slightly.

She tried to push herself up in bed and poured herself a cup of water from a jug on a nearby table.

Just then, someone opened the door.

Steven came in. When he saw that Genevieve was awake, he froze slightly in surprise. He quickly recovered himself and rushed over to help her.

“That’s fine. I’m feeling much better after a good sleep.” Genevieve rejected his help with a smile. She lifted the glass jug and poured herself a cup of warm water.

Steven’s gaze traveled over Genevieve’s face as she slowly sipped her water.

He was relieved to notice that some color had returned to her cheeks and that her gaze was more focused.

Steven only learned about Genevieve’s stress-induced miscarriage from Armand after he sent Patrick’s body for cremation. He feared she would try to take her life again over Patrick’s death.

she downed a

“You

stroked her belly in the face of Steven’s nervous stutter. “I wouldn’t have

the topic and asked, “You haven’t eaten in several

nice. Thank you.” Genevieve

made a call, and ten minutes later, someone

She opened the carrier and took out

He suppressed his sorrow and replied, “I was picking a burial plot for Patrick earlier, but there were some delays. He will be

a small wooden figurine from his suit pocket,

to burn them without Genevieve’s knowledge, yet after reading Patrick’s scheduled email, he relented and brought

left these for

the green envelope. It held a

photograph, and she was immediately enraptured by

sunset dappled the sea, but they did not

ocean,” Genevieve muttered

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