Mercer turned to face Calla, a look of resignation and complicated emotions in his eyes. Noticing her anxiety, he forced a faint smile. "I want you to deliver the child right now."Calla was shocked by his words."What did you just say? You want me to have the baby now? How is that possible? I'm only 33 weeks along. The baby would be premature and might not survive!" Calla couldn't help but shout at Mercer.Mercer's expression turned cold when Calla protested. He turned away, staring at the hospital ahead. "You're having this baby today, no matter what!"Realizing his determination, Calla knew he wasn't joking. She also knew that resisting him might be useless. As she touched her belly, her heart pounded at an alarming rate.No! She couldn't have the baby today. She thought of her first child and was determined not to let history repeat itself with another premature birth.In the blink of an eye, Calla dropped to her knees with a heavy thud on the car floor.Calla's action cause
Calla's legs trembled as she looked at Mercer's extended hand. She shook her head frantically. "No… No... I don't want to!"Mercer's forehead was creased in a frown, his dark eyes gazing at Calla with a touch of sadness.His tone mellowed as he said, "You're already over eight months pregnant. A C-section now wouldn't harm the baby. I've arranged for the best obstetrician and pediatrician in the city. They can guarantee that both you and the child will be fine!""No, I don't want to deliver the baby now. I want to wait until she's full-term." Calla shook her head with all her might, her face streaked with tears.Seeing that Calla wouldn't budge, Mercer withdrew his hand. He then gave a subtle signal to Simon, who was standing behind Calla.Simon understood and stepped forward, covering Calla's mouth with a cloth.The next moment, Calla felt her body go limp. She managed one last glare at Mercer before succumbing to sleep.Simon caught her just in time, and Mercer quickly bent do
After what felt like an eternity, the door to the operating room finally opened. A doctor in a white coat hurried out."Doctor, how are they?" Mercer quickly stepped forward to ask.A warm smile spread across the doctor's face as he removed his mask."The mother just gave birth to a baby girl. Her vital signs are relatively good, but since she was born a month premature, we've placed her in an incubator."Hearing this, Mercer let out a sigh of relief. But as if remembering something, he anxiously asked, "How about the mother?"At this, the doctor's expression grew serious. "The mother lost a significant amount of blood. She's receiving a transfusion and needs to be hospitalized for observation."Mercer's face grew tense, and he urged, "Doctor, please do everything you can to save her!""Mr. Garland, rest assured. It is our duty as doctors to do everything we can to save our patients," the doctor replied.The next moment, Mercer asked, "Doctor, can my daughter's umbilical cord b
Calla hesitated, almost afraid to take the phone from Pierre. She was terrified that history would repeat itself, and she'd lose this child too."Your daughter is very beautiful and cute," Pierre said to Calla with a smile.Hearing this, Calla quickly grabbed the phone. Indeed, on the screen was a picture of a tiny baby wrapped in a pink blanket.She lay with her eyes closed, her two small hands raised to either side of her head, sleeping peacefully. Despite her clumsiness, she looked tiny and frail, so vulnerable that it was impossible not to feel sorry for her."Why is she so tiny?" Calla couldn't take her eyes off the screen."Because she was born prematurely, she's smaller than most babies. But I've asked the doctor, and it's nothing to worry about. It won't affect her growth later on. In a few months, she'll be as plump and healthy as any other child," Pierre reassured Calla.Calla reached out to touch her daughter's little face on the screen. Knowing that she was safe and h
After what Calla said, Pierre was shocked into silence. Then, he stood up and slammed his fist on the table."Is Mercer even human? How could he do something like this? This is his flesh and blood. I'm going to have a word with him and get him to come clean. I'll make sure he gives you a satisfactory explanation!" With that, Pierre turned and started to leave."Pierre!" When Calla saw that Pierre was leaving to confront Mercer, she panicked. She tried to grab Pierre's hand but he was walking too fast and had already reached the door.Calla knew that Mercer had lost his mind and reasoning with him would be futile. She feared she would implicate Pierre if Mercer were to take his anger out on him. After all, she'd troubled Pierre enough and didn't want to cause him more problems.So in her desperation, Calla tried to get out of bed in a hurry. However, she had forgotten about the wound on her stomach. Before her feet could touch the ground, she rolled off the hospital bed in pain.Pi
At that moment, the door to the ward was gently pushed open.Mercer looked up to see Simon poking his head in.Then, Mercer glanced at Casper on the hospital bed before quickly leaving the room.Gently closing the door behind him, Mercer turned to Simon and softly asked, "Are the results out?"Simon nodded, his face showing joy. "Yes, they got it. Casper and the newborn's umbilical cord blood are a match. The doctor said that as long as Casper's vital signs remain normal, they can schedule the surgery soon.""That's great!" Mercer was overwhelmed with joy that he punched the wall in elation.Simon beamed just as brightly. Then, with concern, he said to Mercer, "Mr. Garland, you haven't slept for two nights. Now that we finally have good news, you should go and get some rest. After all, your health is important; Casper is counting on you.""I know. I'll leave things here to you and rest for a while. Oh, and please talk to the doctor. I want to schedule the surgery for Casper as s
Mercer frowned when he saw Calla's pale face, her expression haggard and weak. He wanted to approach her, but a voice in his head stopped him. He reminded himself that Casper's condition was still uncertain. Now was not the time for them to reunite. Besides, her fragile state would likely be unable to withstand any further emotional turmoil right now.Pierre carefully supported Calla as they reached the large glass window of the NICU. Pointing at a baby wrapped in a pink blanket, he smiled and said, "It's her, right here!"Following the direction of Pierre's finger, Calla saw the tiny baby with rosy cheeks and long eyelashes. If she weren't so tiny, she would be even more beautiful.Calla reached out to touch the glass as if she could already feel her daughter's cheek. Her eyes carefully took in every detail of the child, her heart overflowing with emotion.The last time she gave birth, she didn't even get a chance to see her son. Before she could, the doctor announced that the c
Standing in the corner, Mercer witnessed Calla stumbling.He took a step forward, wanting to rush over and support her. But his legs felt as if they were filled with lead. Reason warned him that his presence would only exacerbate Calla's distress and inflict further damage.So Mercer could only stand there helplessly, watching Pierre fuss over Calla. His chest tightened with conflicting emotions, his forehead creasing in a frown."My wound hurts so much!" Calla's lips trembled with pain.Seeing this, Pierre bent down and lifted Calla in his arms, hurriedly turning toward the ward. "You must have pulled your wound! I'm going to get the doctor to check on you right now!"Calla nodded weakly, lying in Pierre's arms.At this moment, Pierre had become Calla's strongest support. Though she felt guilty and burdened by his care, she had no choice but to rely on him. After all, she had no one else to turn to.Mercer stepped out of the corner, his dark eyes fixed on Pierre's receding figu