Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 126

When I got to the hospital, I was taken for a gynecological check–up while Neil waited outside.

I gave the doctor a brief rundown of my situation, followed by a series of tests. The results didn’t seem optimistic The doc suggested I stay in the hospital for a bit, which seriously bummed me out. I felt like a deflated balloon.

“The man outside, is he your husband? Should we fill him in on your situation? You’ll need someone to take care of you, the doctor asked.

“No, he’s just a friend. If I need his help, I’ll let him know Thanks.” I replied wearily

After I was transferred to the ward, Neil came to my bedside and asked. “What’s up? The doc wouldn’t tell me anything.”

I requested the doctor to keep it confidential, so she wouldn’t inform Neil Patient privacy was respected in such cases.

Looking at Neil’s worried face, I knew he genuinely cared for me. He had left Bonnie behind to rush me to the hospital. This wasn’t some figment of my imagination. I was debating whether I should tell him the truth, give him a chance to decide.

If I could successfully deliver the baby, I wouldn’t shoo him away from visiting.

“Neil, I was about to say when Neil’s phone rang

He glanced at the caller ID and picked up. After a few words, I got the gist of the conversation. It must be Kate on the other end.

“How did it get so serious?”

“I’m on my way.”

“Alright, got it.”

I was hesitant a moment ago, but now I was determined. Neil had only sent me to the hospital out of conscience, so how could I be swayed so easily?

not, I would’ve been accused

at me hesitantly I smiled and said, “Go, you’ve done enough

her ankle pretty badly. I’ll go check on her,” Neil seemed to be

I maintained a calm smile, trying

belly wasn’t just mine, but if I wanted to bring him into the world, I had to bear this burden alone

brows and then

ward close, my heart remained restless for a me

After a while, I asked the doctor to find me a nurse to take

worried and wanted to visit me in the hospital. I gave him the

my phone in bed, I saw a post by Bonnie. It was from five hours ago, probably around the time when Neil was taking me to the hospital. A picture of an injured ankle and a brief

bring his unwell ex–wife to the

had endured countless painful moments

diagnosed with breast cancer in my past life, I had already felt unwell. Once, I was in so much chest pain that I was sweating bullets and hoped Neil would accompany me to the hospital. But then Bonnie called, saying

the Whitmore family, pregnant with their grandchild, and Neil also gained their approval. They even opened

would get a chance to upset Bonnie. On impulse, I liked Bonnie’s post. I was not sure if it was because I liked

Why’re you suddenly in the gynecology ward?” Orlando came to visit and asked, looking surprised.

mainly gynecological. The doc said if I don’t get

here”

anyone in my family about the

Neil’s fault you’re like this. I remember you

in the past. I can only blame myself for being too

kids. This way, you can have a clean and straightforward divorce without too much entanglement. Otherwise, it would have been messier and the child

sipping the soup straight from the

words weighed on my mind. Was I making a mistake by stubbornly

about the child, will I be