"Does it hurt?" Keegan asked again.Stella shook her head and then hesitated before saying, "My lower back hurts a bit. I bumped into something just now."Keegan gently massaged her back, his voice hoarse. "I haven't even thought about their names yet."Stella didn’t know what to say."I haven't decided either."Keegan's eyes welled up. "Let's decide on one now, just in case..."Before he could finish, Stella covered his mouth with her hand. "I know you're worried, but don't jinx it."By now, the doctor had finished the examination and was writing out a prescription. "Marginal placenta previa, not a major issue, but we need to monitor closely. It's best to rest in bed for a day."Keegan blinked, pulling Stella's hand away from her mouth, uncertain. "Doctor, are both she and the baby okay?"The doctor replied, "They're fine."Keegan pressed on, "But she's bleeding.""Marginal placenta previa can cause bleeding. As long as it's not excessive, reduced activity and bed rest shou
Stella was taken aback for a moment. "I didn't—"Keegan interrupted her, eyes red. "You don't have to say it, I can feel it.""Feel what, exactly?" Stella slapped him in exasperation. "You think I don't want to boss you around? I'm worried about you being so overwhelmed fighting with your second uncle! Have you slept more than six hours a day recently, except for the night of the press conference? Look at your dark circles. Last time we had dinner, my brother secretly asked me if you were sick because you looked like you'd been drained of all your energy. You're more exhausted than me, and I'm the one who's pregnant! Don't you feel it, Keegan?"Keegan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "You care about me?"Stella rolled her eyes at him. "No, I don't! I'd love for you to be welded to your work 24/7, earning money for the three of us!"Keegan was happy but also a bit confused and said softly, "Don't you like money? I thought if I earned more, you'd feel more secure."
Shea cradled Bo and dozed off in the recliner. When Paul turned over, the movement startled Shea awake. She whispered, "Mr. Morant, what's wrong? Do you need some water?"Paul shook his head and said, "You should go home."Shea replied, "Let's wait until morning. Someone needs to monitor the IV overnight; otherwise, we won't know when it's finished."Paul glanced at the child in her arms and, after a moment of silence, said, "Then put the child on my bed. If you can't rest, at least he should."Paul's room was a single, and the bed, at 1.2 meters wide, was big enough for both a grown-up and a child.Shea didn't hesitate much before placing the child on the bed. She then got up to pour Paul a glass of water.A nurse came in to deliver her medication and reminded her to take it. Suddenly, Paul said, "That's wrong."The nurse was startled. "What?"Paul said calmly, "You have the wrong medication."The nurse frowned and looked down, breaking out in a cold sweat upon realizing she
The result, however, was disappointing.Kaia had also passed away, and it had been eight years since her death.Aldor Hart said, "This woman named Kaia and Dillon both worked at the same hospital back then. They were college friends and started working together. Colleagues from that time recalled that they had a particularly close relationship, always helping each other out. After Dillon resigned, Kaia continued working at the hospital until she passed away."The cause of death was a myocardial infarction. It was quite sudden. She had a heart attack at home, and by the time her daughter was discharged from the hospital, Kaia's body had already stiffened."Aldor paused and then added, "One more thing, Kaia was once a donor to the Eastern Alley Welfare Center."Stella and Keegan exchanged glances, and Keegan asked, "Are you sure?"Aldor nodded. "Kaia wasn't originally from Rivera and didn't have many relatives there. Her daughter had congenital heart disease, which put a lot of fin
Aldor suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Kane, there's one more thing I discovered while investigating this matter."Keegan looked up, "What is it?"Aldor pulled a photo from a pile of documents. It was taken at a funeral home, showing a wreath with a tribute to Kaia. Beside it stood a young girl, clenching her fists, staring intensely at the portrait of the deceased.Keegan's pupils contracted, "Willow?"Stella was taken aback and examined the girl in the photo closely. She had never met Willow, but the girl's face was strikingly familiar. It resembled the makeup she had worn when Marshall Moore had her pose as his girlfriend.No wonder Keegan had been so upset that day. It wasn’t just because she had helped Marshall; it was also because Marshall had made her look like someone who had passed away, pretending not to know the significance.Stella clenched her hand, thinking about Marshall. What kind of heart lay beneath his gentle exterior?Seeing Stella’s distressed expression, Keegan knew
For Marshall, Keegan felt he had done more than enough. Whether it was helping with his mother's treatment, hiding the truth about Willow, or later taking care of Willow’s affairs, he did everything he could. In the end, he only received inexplicable resentment in return.Marshall still refused to admit he remembered Willow. The trust between them had long vanished. Since that was the case, let Marshall investigate Willow's matter himself. Only by uncovering the truth on his own might he resolve his inner conflict.Stella asked, "Don’t you want to know who you took the blame for, causing him to hate you?"Keegan looked down. "At first, I did. But later, I didn't. Regardless of the reason, there's no going back for us."After more than twenty years of friendship, reaching this point, even if misunderstandings were cleared, the hurt caused along the way made it difficult to go back. Keegan was somewhat avoiding the situation.He didn't know how to handle the relationship, so the sim
Stella answered the phone, hearing Darcie's gentle voice, "Stella, it's me. How are you feeling? Have you been resting well?""I'm good," Stella lied, as usual. "I haven't been to the office these past few days, so I'm behind on work. Sorry for the trouble, Darcie.""You always speak so politely," Darcie paused for a moment. "A friend gave me some top-quality bird's nest. I asked Jaylene to bring some to you. It's very good for your health if you drink it regularly.""Thank you, Darcie, but it's not necessary. I already have some at home. You should keep it for yourself.""This bird's nest is of excellent quality, not something you can easily buy. Even your father loves it. He always tells me to save some for you if I get more. If you don't take it, he might think I'm being unfair," Darcie paused again, then continued, "Jaylene is already on her way and should be there soon. Just try it, and if you like it, I can send more later."Stella cursed silently but replied politely, "Alri
Stella had just descended the stairs when she heard that remark, causing her eyelids to twitch as she thought to herself, “Damn it! He really knows how to come up with excuses!”Upon hearing this, Jaylene's eyes briefly flashed with disdain, but she ultimately accepted the shoe covers Keegan handed her. As Keegan led Jaylene into the house, her eyes continued to scrutinize every corner.There were a couple of pillows on the sofa, couple mugs on the table, wedding photos of Keegan and Stella on the walls, and even headbands and hair ties scattered on the table. The house exuded an unmistakable feminine touch.Jaylene's expression darkened, but when Keegan turned to ask if she preferred tea or coffee, she adopted a gentle, harmless demeanor. "Tea would be perfect."Keegan invited her to take a seat and called for Maria to prepare tea. Jaylene spoke softly, "Keegan, I heard from Stella that you brew Dragon Well tea better than anyone else. Is there a special technique?"Stella paused