Lizetta rushed her baby into the emergency room while Remington had already called ahead, ensuring that two pediatric doctors were quickly on hand to provide care. Half an hour later, Lizetta was settling down in the pediatric ward with the baby in her arms. The little one had an IV needle taped to his head, receiving fluids. Though his cheeks were still flushed, his breathing had eased, and the frightening convulsions had stopped.
"The little guy should be fine once his fever goes down. Mr. and Mrs. Dashiell, you can help by wiping down his palms, armpits, and the back of his neck to help reduce his fever. There's no need to worry too much," the doctor reassured Remington and Lizetta with a humble demeanor. He had not only misunderstood Remington and Lizetta's relationship but also mistakenly assumed the baby was theirs.
Remington paused, his brow furrowing slightly as his heart clenched with worry. He feared the doctor's words might touch on Lizetta's deepest wound, bringing back her pain. However, when Remington turned to Lizetta, worried, he saw her sitting on the hospital bed, cradling the baby carefully in her arms. She looked down at the baby with a worried yet focused expression, as if she hadn't heard the doctor at all. The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a quiet, gentle glow over them, creating a scene as beautiful as a movie frame. Remington's voice caught in his throat, his breathing a bit unsteady. "We'll take good care of him, thank you," he said, his gaze lingering on the scene in front of him, responding warmly to the doctor beside him. Seeing his evident concern for his wife and child, the doctor tactfully made a gesture and quietly left the room with everyone else, even thoughtfully closing the door behind him.
else around her. It wasn't until Remington's soothing, deep voice sounded above her that Lizetta looked up to find him standing in front of her, his gaze tender and soft. His silhouette was blurred by
Remington not understand her feelings at that moment? Just like him, he was thinking how wonderful
Remington leaned in, wrapping his arms around Lizetta and the baby she held. Lizetta's head bowed, perhaps because the moment felt like a dream, or maybe because she craved this fleeting sweetness. She didn't resist, allowing him to hold them. The
them into the room.
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