"I hope we're lucky enough. Maybe the child is blessed," Serenity said, choking with sobs. Then, she stared down at her belly and spoke to the little life in her. "Baby, be strong. Let me bring you to life, okay? I really want to meet you."Jackson pulled her into a strong embrace, comforting her. The doctor said they would know the result within a week. They would inform them if she was fit to carry on with the pregnancy, but she was fine according to the information available so far.Serenity told herself to stay happy and eat healthily. She wanted to guarantee the fetus a healthy dose of nutrients while growing in her belly.The two walked to Clara's ward, wanting to visit her. When they arrived at the ward, the ward was empty. Jackson had sent a bodyguard to guard Clara, but even he had disappeared.Serenity spoke to the nurse at the nurse station and learned about Clara's latest condition. Something had gone wrong, and when the doctor came over to check on her, they decided sh
Wilson did not say anything else and hung up.Serenity's heart sank at Wilson's response. Would Wilson come?"What's the matter?" Jackson asked Serenity, "Is Wilson coming?""He hung up on me," she said. "I know I shouldn't force it on him, but I told him to come and see her anyway. I hope he'll have more compassion for Clara, especially after seeing his newborn. Maybe he'd be willing to save her!""He'll come," Jackson said, certain of it. "If he doesn't want to live the rest of his life in regret, he'll come."Serenity listened with doubts. Time went by, and Wilson still did not show up.The group waited until the nurses emerged from the room. The premature baby needed to be rushed to the neonatal intensive care unit immediately. Serenity looked at the baby in the incubator with her red-rimmed eyes. The tiny newborn was relying on respiratory support, and its survival was still uncertain. Despite that, Clara had put her life on the line for this baby."A girl, approximately
"Yeah. He's going to save Clara even if it means risking his life," Jackson said.Serenity wrinkled her nose with emotions. Jack was right. Wilson would not stand by and do nothing. He would not just let Clara go. But she never imagined Wilson would be willing to risk his life again, and he was back in the operating room at such a time.Although his love for Clara had faded after the hypnotherapy, maybe it was still buried deep inside him, which was why Wilson chose to save Clara.Serenity and Jackson waited outside the operating room. As time passed, Serenity grew anxious. Would the operation be a success? And would Wilson and Clara be okay?Serenity hoped both of them would be safe. If only Clara survived, Clara would live the rest of her life grieving for Wilson's death. After all, Clara's greatest wish was for Wilson to live well. Mrs. Wells was back, waiting together near the operating room. After a long wait, the doctor finally came out from inside."Doctor! Is my daughter
Wilson woke up on the third day post-surgery. Serenity and Jackson visited him in the isolation ward, wearing the isolation gowns."The surgery was a success for both of you. You'll be transferred to the general ward in 24 hours. Clara has to wait a little longer, maybe more than 72 hours," Serenity explained."Is she conscious yet?" Wilson asked, his voice hoarse."Not yet, but the doctor says she'll be today," Serenity said. "Don't tell her about my liver in her body," Wilson warned Serenity."You saved her. Why are you keeping it a secret from her?" Serenity asked, curious."Because I want a clean break from her," Wilson stated."But you've got two kids with her. How can you ever have a clean break from her?" Serenity reminded him.Feeling weary, Wilson closed his eyes again. "Then I'll have a clean break… Apart from the children…"Wilson felt nothing but despair in this hopeless relationship for years. After all the struggle, he wanted a break. He wanted to break it off c
After knowing that Clara had given birth to her baby, Lisa and her husband came to visit her at the hospital.Lisa threw her a cheerful smile, "Thank goodness you're safe. You finally gave birth to your baby! I'm going to be a godmother again. Seems like the number of kids in our 'kindergarten' is growing!"Clara chuckled at Lisa's words. Her only regret was Wilson's absence. She had heard from Serenity about Wilson's departure. Wilson had left Solaria and returned to Latveria. Maybe their relationship was fated to end here.Summer contacted Clara after finding out about Clara's safe labor and surviving the crisis. "Congratulations on the new baby," she said in the video call."Thanks. Whenever you're in Solaria or I'm in Lanford, I'd like you to meet my two children," Clara said."That'll be nice. I envy you. You have a son and a daughter. If only I had…" Summer paused abruptly and stopped talking. The child that had been born dead was a pain in her heart. She dared not think a
"You're finally here to see me. I thought my husband was going to leave me to fend for myself," Joyce said mockingly."Hayden is sick. He needs a blood transfusion again. He's done it once with blood of the same type from the blood bank, but it didn't work out so well. The doctor said it would be best if the parents could supply the blood," Harry said with a weary look on his face.Hayden required a blood transfusion due to his sudden illness. Unfortunately, Harry's blood type was A, which was incompatible with Hayden's blood type B, so the only one who could help was Joyce.However, Joyce refused. "What? You're only here because you need my blood. If you don't, you'll never show up, will you?"Harry did not answer and gave her a cold look.Joyce snorted. "Harry, seriously? Aren't you the one who needs my help now? Can't you even make up a story and speak to me?""You're Hayden's mother," Harry said, his tone cold and indifferent. It was almost like a reminder to her, telling her
It had been many years since the car accident. It was going to take some effort to find that person. Even so, the evidence she had on hand might not be enough to convict that person!While lost in thoughts, a car suddenly pulled up, and Harry appeared before Summer. Summer was on high alert. She gave Harry a strange look and reflexively took a step back.Harry narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You're afraid of me?""I'm not afraid of you. I just hate you," Summer answered. She disliked him so much that she never wanted to get close to him again. She would unconsciously try to keep her distance, and every sight of him made her stomach churn in disgust. Harry flinched at the harshness in her voice, his face darkening at her frank answer. Summer said she hated him. Hearing this from her seemed so unbearable.A memory came to Harry—he heard Summer promise in her sweet voice, "Harry, I think I won't ever hate you in this life." But that was not what she was saying in the present. She
Harry's face changed. Summer then moved her wrist and tried to pull her hand out of his hold, but he grabbed her wrist very tightly and she could not break free."Didn't you say there's no point in wasting your energy on something useless? So what are you doing?" Harry mocked."Because it's unbearable," Summer answered. "I’m disgusted by your touch. It makes me nauseous."Harry tightened his grip. "Well, you'll have to bear it. I don't plan to let go, and struggling is useless."Summer flinched at the crushing grip he used. The grip on her wrist would probably leave a bruise. Even so, she was stubborn and refused to make a sound. She turned away and looked out the window, staring at the view of Lanford's streets at night. It was still so bright and dazzling, just like she remembered. Harry tightened his grip on her arm so hard. Those unaware of their story would have thought they were very close, but only she knew how much strength she needed to hold back the feeling of disgust.