my vision was engulfed by a

surroundings. Beside me, a woman clad in a crisp nurse's uniform busied

ice infused with a warm, soothing tim

ent fluttered back to me-I had de

st name that had sprung to mind, especially considering he was the last person I should t

to my rescue

and anxiety, prompting me to query

h mine. "You were pregnant and nearly lost the baby. It was a close call, but

dened, radiati

nd I felt the sting of tears beginning to form. So, it

of empty, casual flings that wrapped up with a

ey had likely stumbled upon me unconscious. The thought of losing their precious profi

ng through my heart. Tears threatened to spill from

kness, a luxury ill-af

ed the IV drip, her presence a fleeting c

around me, its silence as profound and

g loneliness could be measured in ten stages,

if I experienced every scenario listed, lonelin

t solitude bore down on me, its

ndlessly. No allies, no confidants-just the stark reality of f

estion haunted me. Why was I fighti

hardship. What was the purpose o

despair, a sudden interruption sna

stormed inside, clutching a medical report. His vo

a steady gaze. "Yes, I'm pregnant. What are you going to do about it, huh? Still planni

on, he lunged forward, his hands clasping tightly

I replied, refusing to cower, "There are too

our worthless mother, born to be us

s pressing deep into my flesh. "If that's

n his eyes as he exerted all h

in a silent scream, and my hands clawed futilely at hi

wing for breath, my brain drownin

and I thought I was on the brink of oblivio

y neck loosened, and fresh air flooded my lungs, sparking a fit of

erly caressed it. Accompanied by a calm, soothing vo

met the kind, compassionate gaze of an old man.

as sparse and gray, his skin etched with deep lines of time, yet he car

ling the most precious of treasures. I felt fragile under his care, delic

lop me in her soft embrace, whispering reassurances that no fear was

burst forth. Overwhelmed, I threw myself into the arms of this compassion

patting my back, murmuring, "It's okay, it's okay..." His voic

realizing I was weeping into the arms of a complete stranger,

lity, pulling up a chair next to my hospita

t usually sharpened my voice had dulled, le

y as he patted my hand comfortingly. "I'

iden in shock, a gasp escaping

ft me reeling, his next words striki

ve Jaxton

the hell wa

e addressed Brice and Kacie, who hovered nearby. "Cathy is now my future granddaughter-in

mmered, his face draining of c

perhaps too quick to judge earlier, presuming Cathy's reckless behavior led to these

est. Tomorrow, I'll bring that brat to apologize personally. And once you're o

ed, unable to keep p

red no further explanations before exiting the room,

cally; his face clouded over, and his eyes narrowed into a

l burst from me

was plotting to sell me off to the Saunders fam

d. With a sneer, he hissed, "Even if it's not Jaxton's, if the Saunders family believes it, then it's as good as true! You'd better keep your schemes to yourself. You've already cro