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
Calla was so weak after giving birth that her incision kept getting infected. She had two debridement procedures and more than two weeks of IV antibiotics during her stay at the hospital. Only then, did her health start to improve.Finally, they were both discharged. Calla and Clover stayed in the hospital for a total of 40 days. It could only be described as a brush with death.During those 40 days, Pierre came to the hospital every day. He took care of Calla and visited Clover regularly. He even hired a special nurse for Calla and had Fiona bring nourishing soups to the hospital daily.Calla was grateful for Pierre's kindness, so much so that words couldn't express it. Without Pierre, Calla and Clover wouldn't have recovered and been discharged so smoothly.On the day of their discharge, Calla held Clover as Pierre drove. Fiona carried all of Calla's bags as they escorted Calla back to Carol's home.Pierre parked his Range Rover in front of Calla's building and looked up worried
Seeing Pierre's expression, Calla realized that a few words wouldn't dispel his suspicions. She reached into her bag, unzipped it, and pulled out the knife.Pierre's eyes widened as he noticed the gleaming knife Calla was pulling out of her bag. He furrowed his brows in concern. "What are you—"Calla explained, "Mercer told me that Casper is my son, that he wasn't stillborn as I was told. I didn't believe him at first, but I was afraid he might be telling the truth, so I went to his house to see him."But I was afraid he might have ulterior motives toward me. As a woman, I'm naturally no match for him. In a moment of desperation, I had to grab this knife from the kitchen for protection. If he dared to do anything to me, I wouldn't have hesitated to use it on him."Her expression was intense, reflecting her genuine fear and resolve.Pierre looked deeply at Calla, then gently touched her cheek. He took the knife from her hand and placed it on a nearby table.Calla then rushed into
Suddenly feeling Mercer's hand on her shoulder, Calla instinctively recoiled. She swatted away his hand and shouted, "Don't touch me, Mercer!"The harm he had caused her was too profound. Even though she now understood his desperate reasons, she still felt immense aversion toward him."Fine, I won't touch you." Mercer retracted his hands and left them suspended in the air."Don't think you can use Casper to threaten me, Mercer. I will never be manipulated by you!" Calla shouted at him.Mercer's expression turned pained at her words. He took a step back, and his eyes filled with profound anguish. "Do you really see me as someone who would use my own son as a bargaining chip?""Yes," Calla replied sternly.Mercer's body swayed slightly, then he turned away in dejection. "If that's the case, then you should leave."Seeing his forlorn figure, Calla felt a pang of sadness, but she couldn't bring herself to trust him again. She turned and walked out of the house.She stumbled out of
At this moment, Mercer clenched his fists. Even with his resolute nature, his eyes seemed misty."This is where I feel most sorry toward you and Clover. Clover is my daughter too. Of course, I wanted her to come into this world healthy. But I couldn't let Casper disappear from this world either."His condition worsened so severely at that time. I was afraid he wouldn't make it to your due date, so I had to take drastic measures..." Mercer struck his fist hard against the wall.Seeing the despondent and remorseful Mercer before her, Calla felt a twinge of compassion, but she still couldn't accept all his explanations.Glancing at the reports in front of her, Calla placed her hand on her cheek. She could feel her fingers trembling.Suddenly, she looked up and asked, "You kept searching for me in Greendale to get me pregnant so you could use the baby's umbilical cord blood to save Casper?"From the timeline Mercer had explained, Casper's condition must have been severe by then.Cal
Mercer smiled bitterly. "I knew that you wouldn't believe me, so I prepared a copy of Casper's medical reports. You can take a look." He pulled out several thick envelopes and set them on the coffee table. Calla frowned upon seeing those envelopes which were all an inch thick. She opened one of them and flipped through the documents inside, frowning as she read. The envelope held reports of Casper's hospitalization in both the city and state hospitals, spanning two years, starting from when Casper was a year old. They were records of Casper's illness and his recovery process.Calla couldn't help thinking about his adorable, chubby face, and she felt her heart clench. She wondered how Casper had managed to triumph over his illness after two years. She couldn't even fathom how painful and difficult the process must have been.Suddenly, Calla noticed something in Casper's surgery reports—a note about how a newborn baby's umbilical cord blood was miraculously compatible with Casper.
"My heart is already in pieces because of you. So what if I hit, cursed, or even stabbed you now? What's the point of doing all that? I beg this of you, Mercer, please let me live my life quietly and stop bothering me!"Stop making up all these ridiculous justifications too. I'm tired—exhausted! I don't want to deal with you anymore," Calla sobbed, tears running down her face.She knew that she shouldn't have cried in front of him. It wasn't just a sign of her weakness, it might also fuel his assumption that she still cared for him. However, she couldn't control it. Whenever she thought of the suffering she'd gone through in the past couple of years, tears ran uncontrollably down her face."I want nothing more than for you to let me tell you the truth in its entirety. I want you and Casper to not miss out on the chance to reconnect as mother and son. "I promise that I'll respect your choice once I'm done telling you everything, and I won't bother you again in the future!" Mercer l
Calla's eyes widened as she remembered everything that had happened in the past. She stumbled over her words as she said, "B-But we were going to get married after we were back on good terms with each other, and I'd already met Casper at that point. Why didn't you tell me about him back then?"Mercer looked at Calla meaningfully. "Do you remember when I told you, on the day we were about to get our marriage certificate, that I had a big surprise for you?"Calla thought about it, then nodded. He had indeed said that he'd prepared a big gift for her. Could the gift have been Casper?Facing Calla's doubtful look, Mercer nodded. "Yes. I wanted to tell you after we received our marriage certificates, but I didn't expect something else to happen on that day."Calla sneered. "'Something else' is a nice way of putting it. You didn't go to get the marriage certificates done with me, because you chose to hold a press conference with Sophie instead, announcing your marriage with her."When
Mercer's face fell. He sat on an armchair before asking Calla, "Do you dislike me that much? Are you not even willing to stay by my side for one minute?""I don't dislike you—I hate you. Also, one minute is too long—I can't even bear to stay by your side for one second!" Calla replied without hesitation.As memories—filled with love and resentment alike—flashed in Calla's mind, she felt an intense hatred for Mercer. If not for Casper, she would never have stepped inside this place again, much less take a seat across Mercer to have a conversation.Calla's words hurt Mercer. He sat there for a while with his head lowered before lighting up a cigarette and taking a long drag.Calla couldn't help coughing when the acrid smell of smoke entered her nose. Realizing that he'd made her cough, Mercer quickly stubbed the cigarette in his ashtray. Calla didn't want to waste any more time with him. She asked impatiently, "Why did you have me come here? Who is the woman you had Casper with?"
Calla finished getting ready, slung her bag over her shoulder, and walked over to Clover. She gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then turned to Fiona. "Fiona, I'm going out to meet a friend.""Okay," Fiona replied with a smile, then continued feeding Clover some water.Calla left the apartment and was about to press the elevator button when Pierre emerged from the opposite door."Hey, aren't you supposed to be off work today? Where are you going this early?" Pierre asked, noticing Calla was heading out."Oh, I'm meeting Alicia. She's going back to work tomorrow, so we're hanging out later," Calla replied hastily, avoiding eye contact with Pierre. She had never been good at lying."She's going to be your bridesmaid. It's only right to express our gratitude," Pierre said with a smile, walking into the elevator with Calla."Where are you meeting her? I can give you a ride," Pierre offered."We're meeting at the department store. It's not on your way, so you should get going. I'
Calla was initially certain that Mercer's goal was to use Casper to ruin her marriage with Pierre.But as the night wore on, Calla's doubts grew. She couldn't shake the feeling that maybe—just maybe—Mercer was telling the truth. Perhaps Casper was indeed her child, the one she had given birth to all those years ago.She couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. What if her child had not died? What if he was still alive and well?As the first light of dawn crept into the room, Calla made a decision. She would go see Mercer, no matter what his motives were. She had to get to the bottom of it.Calla gazed at Clover, who was still fast asleep. She gently stroked her daughter's cheek. "Clover, don't you think it would be wonderful to have an older brother to share your toys and adventures with?Clover's chubby face didn't move. Calla's eyes lingered on her for a moment before she spoke again. "I have to get to the bottom of this no matter what the outcome is. I have to find out if Casp