After I talked to her, she went to Jared instead. She was smart, but one would need to be responsible for one’s choice.

She was an arrogant woman, so my reply must’ve been a sharp blow to her. Luckily, the bodyguards stood in her way when she tried to launch herself at me while hurling harsh curses.

Quickly, I stepped into the elevator and watched her emotional figure disappearing behind closed doors. I pity her for loving someone she could never get.

When I arrived at Hannah’s ward, she was lying in bed, pale and exhausted. Upon seeing me, she forced out a faint smile.

My heart ached at the sight. “Do you feel better?” I wasn’t good at comforting others.

She nodded and tapped on the chair beside her. “I feel much better now,” she croaked out. “The anesthetic shot had worn off, so it hurts.”

I took her hand. Before giving birth, the doctor would inject the anesthesia right at the spinal cord. The expecting mother would feel nothing throughout the whole process, but after the anesthesia wears off, the pain would be excruciating.

I knew how that felt.

I rubbed her cold hands, trying to provide some warmth. “Have you eaten something?”

She nodded slowly. Perhaps touched by my action, her eyes turned red. “The doctor told me to drink some soup. I had some earlier.”

I struggled internally for some time before asking, “How is your child doing?”

in the incubator. I think he’ll be there for

relief at her answer. “It’s fine. Summer was a premature baby too. She was skinny and frail at birth. Look

face lit up with delight. “Mm, you’re

her cracked lips, I poured her a glass of water and gave her the straw. “Have some water. By

a while, but no one had shown up. John, especially, was nowhere to be

lightly at my question. As her lips received moisture, she replied, “The

about John’s whereabouts lest she got

child’s name? Is it a boy or girl?” I asked

give him a name.” She was still talking when two nurses came in to help her with

my feet and stood aside as both nurses folded

the agonizing pain. She said nothing, but tears were trickling down from the corners of her

nurses left. She calmed down gradually. I tamped down my feelings and pulled the covers up. Sitting down, I held

“It’s not that painful as

lowered my gaze as my heart ached for

then, I was so focused on my dead child that everything

I paused for a moment before answering his

meeting. The bodyguards informed

were after me, so Kristina might inform them of my whereabouts as

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