Arriving at the hospital, I spotted the doctor who had performed my prenatal checks. She looked sternly at Claude and asked, "And you are... how exactly do you relate to the patient?" Claude remained silent.

The doctor glanced at my file, noticing the absence of a husband's name, yet someone was there, demanding to see Claire's medical records by name.

Out of privacy concerns, she closed the file and said, "I'm sorry, but we generally don't disclose patient information to non-relatives."

I couldn't help but smirk, thinking the doctor was subtly forcing him to admit he was my husband.

Although it gave me a fleeting sense of satisfaction, it was too late for any admission to change the fate of me and my child. "Claire is my sister," he finally said.

Even at this moment, he clung to the claim that I was just his sister, though we were legally married and exchanged wedding bands. Even though the ring he gave me was too tight, I shoved it on and told Richard, stoked, "I'm married now. I'm gonna be super happy."

Back then, I believed marriage would eventually make him accept me. How wrong I was. That marriage was the beginning of my nightmare.

"The last name on your ID doesn't match Ms. Floyd's, sir. Can't we be honest here? If you don't start telling the truth, I'll have to call the police," the doctor pressed.

I admired the doctor's courage. She was standing up for my privacy against Claude.

Given the negative press storm surrounding Claude and me, I assumed the doctor was aware. She was deliberately taking my side. It touched my spirit literally.

medical record with my neat

Claude would never admit our

just not worth it," before locking

life, I didn't know where to go. In death, I remained without a place to belong. What

this time? But then, in a blink, she was gone.

check-up.

my

her arms and headed to the lab. After handing

dropped something without noticing, and continued

stayed, watching him. He

It was my picture. And not just

Kate brought my

this handsome doctor

he slipped my photo into his pocket. So, my spirit followed him to the rooftop. The wind up there was

away several

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