Relief

“You almost had a miscarriage! It’s a good thing your husband sent you here on time; the baby was saved.”

Clarissa’s face was full of joy. Her face, which has been filled with sadness and pain for almost a month, is now beaming with joy.

“Thank you, doctor.”

“You should also thank your husband; he has been taking good care of you for three days,” said the nurse, who had been eyeing Drew for almost three days, but the man’s attention was only on the woman lying on the bed unconscious; she was jealous of her.

Hearing the word husband infuriates Clarissa. She kept quiet, thanking a man who almost killed his own child.

Seeing the ager that was evident in Clarissa's eyes just at the mention of his name, he felt a pang of pain in his chest. It was never in his imagination that she would hate him so much that hearing his name alone would irritate her.

In order not to irritate her even more, he turned his back and went out without looking back. Clarissa was left alone in the ward. She wanted