The Wrong Woman

At this moment, Nathan realized that he hardly understood Mila's intricate and sensitive thoughts.

After all, they had been apart for many years, and their time together had been scarce.

Nathan let out a heavy sigh, feeling a weight in his chest as he remained uncertain of how to respond to Daniel's question.

Just then, the doctor and nurse exited the ward.

As Nathan turned to enter, the doctor intervened, explaining, "I'm sorry, but the patient needs ample rest. She requested that only the maternity nurse remain, while the other family members should return home."

Nathan's expression darkened. "But I'm her husband. I should be allowed to stay and assist the maternity nurse in taking care of her."

Florence promptly added, "Yes, yes, let my son stay too. It's safer for her to have family around."

The doctor observed Nathan closely, examining him from head to toe. "She specifically asked you to handle your own affairs and avoid disturbing her rest."

Everyone present was stunned, their gazes fixed on Nathan in disbelief.

Nathan's mood plummeted instantly, and he gazed sadly at the closed door of the hospital room.

After delivering his instructions, the doctor promptly departed.

Nathan remained rooted in place as Gary, Florence, and Wendy converged around him, eagerly anticipating an explanation.

worries about his relationship with Mila, believing it was

word, Nathan turned and walked

just

reassuring Florence, "Mom, the maternity nurse is taking good care of Chubs. You don't need to worry." Florence persisted, "Dan, what's

know," Daniel replied, sweeping his cane along the path before turning

his brow, letting out a sigh as he guided Florence by the arm. "Let's head out." With that, the entire

the maternity ward, Nathan dialed Cole's

promptly provided the

minutes later, Nathan arrived

Inside, the hospital room was adorned with an assortment

carefully peeling

you thinking of opening a fruit stall here with such a

at the

bou

strawberries, citrus fruits, bananas, grapes, pears,

even

own box, creating a

fruits you liked, so I

you could carry more, would you want

smile, Cole lowered his head and continued peeling

the vase of fresh flowers, admiring