The nurse from inside the NICU came out, calling for Dr. Robert. "Doctor, the patient's condition is getting worse." Upon hearing that, Robert rushed into the NICU. Ellie remained silent, saying nothing more. She continued to pray for her son's survival. She couldn't bear it and wasn't ready to face losing him. Even as the day turned, she remained sitting in front of the room. Her bones already felt weak, and she couldn't stand. Only then did she feel the throbbing pain in the sole of her foot as the anesthetic wore off. Click! A nurse appeared, opening the NICU door. This made Ellie immediately stand up. "Nurse, can I go inside?" she asked. "I'm sorry, ma'am, we need to wait for the doctor first. Also, you have to go to the cashier to complete the paperwork," the nurse replied. "Alright." Ellie followed the nurse's instructions and headed to the cashier. As the anesthetic began to wear off, she felt the pain and throbbing in her foot return. She kept walkin
What Wendy did shocked everyone there. Simon immediately stopped his mother. "Mom, don't do this. Have pity on Ellie!" he said. "Pity? Why should I pity someone useless? She's truly an uneducated village woman. I told you not to marry her, but you did anyway. Look, she can't even take care of one kid. Look, my grandson died because of this woman." Wendy cried and pulled Ellie's hair even harder. However, Ellie remained unresponsive, her eyes fixed on Nick's tiny body. "Melissa should have been my daughter-in-law instead. She's a great woman, smart, intelligent, educated, and has a good job, unlike you, a parasite. You can't even take care of a kid." Wendy continued to rage and pull Ellie's hair with all her strength. Once again, Ellie did not respond to Wendy's words. Even if the woman wanted to kill her right now, she would die with a smile. "Ma'am, please have some empathy. Don't you feel sorry for Ellie? She just lost her son." One of Ellie's neighbors even stopped the
Nathan now sat at his desk. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen, but his thoughts were solely focused on his baby. He had already told his mother about it and hoped that she could quickly find a donor for his son. However, it turned out that finding a breast milk donor was not an easy task! His mother had already searched through the help of the household assistant, close neighbors, and her fellow socialites. However, she couldn't find a donor. To be a donor, the woman needed to have an oversupply of milk. After all, milk production typically drops once a child is over the age of one years old. Nathan's head was about to explode as he thought about all this. If he couldn't quickly find a breast milk donor for his baby, he worried about the poor child's growth and development. Nathan reached for the phone on his desk and called his personal assistant. After speaking with his trusted aide, Nathan ended the call. "Excuse me, sir." A tall and sturdy man entered Nathan'
"Of course, this hospital gladly accepts breast milk donors. If you want to donate, please go to the baby care unit on the fourth floor," the woman at the cashier responded. Ellie smiled. "Thank you, ma'am." After completing the paperwork, she headed to the fourth floor as directed by the woman at the cashier. Ellie knew where the baby care unit was because Nick had been born here. After birth, Nick was placed in an incubator because he had ingested too much amniotic fluid. He was born with blue lips and did not cry. So, Ellie frequently visited the baby unit to deliver breast milk for her child. This hospital held great significance. The place where her child was born and took his last breath. Ellie's chest tightened as she remembered. Ellie steadied herself, opened the door, and saw three nurses in the baby care unit. "Excuse me, nurse." "Yes, miss, how can I help you?" asked the nurse on duty in the baby care unit. Indeed, Ellie's appearance still resembled that
The nurse paused for a few seconds, captivated by Nathan's charming smile. "Yes, sir," she finally replied. She had met Nathan every day for the past week, but this was the first time she saw a smile on his handsome face. "The donor has an oversupply, so there's even enough for a week." "Will that woman become a regular donor for my son?" "I don't know yet," the nurse replied. "Can I contact her?" Nathan asked eagerly, relieved that he no longer had to struggle to find a breast milk donor. "I'm sorry, sir, I forgot to get her phone number," the nurse admitted regretfully. "Did that woman leave an address so I can visit her at her home?" Nathan asked enthusiastically. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have her address either." He sighed in frustration. He hoped to quickly contact the woman who provided the breast milk for his child, but it turned out that he couldn't. "May I know the name of the person who donated the breast milk to my son?" he asked, full of curiosity.
For most people, a graveyard was the most frightening place, but not for Ellie. The young woman appeared comfortable sitting in front of her child's grave. Tears flowed incessantly, as if they would never dry. Even her usually large, round eyes now looked very small and swollen. "Nick, I want to find a job, so I don't get bored at home. I want to earn money and make a beautiful headstone for you." Ellie hugged the mound of earth over her child's grave, hoping to release the longing that suffocated her. No matter how many people said she must let go, she still couldn't bear to let her son go. "Nick darling, I am leaving now as it's already late. Forgive me for not being able to hug you. If only time could be turned back, I would have taken you to the hospital that morning, so you could be treated right away." She stroked Nick's nameplate and then hugged it for a long time. She wiped her tears and then smiled. "I am going home now. I'll come back tomorrow. I still miss you so m
It had been ten days, but the pain in her foot had not subsided, making it difficult for Ellie to walk."Ellie," called a man.She was uncertain when she heard someone call her name. However, she still stopped and turned around."Hi, how are you?" asked the man with a friendly demeanor."Good," she replied with a slight smile."Do you remember me?" The kind-faced doctor smiled warmly and asked."Hi doc," she replied. Although her condition was very bad that night, she could not forget the doctor who had tried to save her child."Yes, I'm Dr. Robert. It's nice to see you again. How is your foot?" Robert asked, looking at her foot.As Ellie passed by him, he vividly remembered the young woman. Robert called out to her because he saw her walking with a dragging foot."It's still painful, doc, but maybe it'll get better soon," she smiled, looking down at her foot clad in flip-flops."Have you had it re-examined?" Robert asked, noticing that Ellie's foot was swollen, bruised, and
"What do you mean by euthanasia?" Robert was stunned when he heard Ellie's request. "I'm afraid of injections, but if it's a lethal injection, I'm not scared," she said desperately. "I understand your feelings, but you shouldn't be like this. You need to love yourself. Think about your son. He'll feel sad if he knows his mother is crying," Robert stood up and approached her. She quickly wiped away her tears. She remained silent while Robert checked her heartbeat, stomach, and blood pressure. "Low blood pressure 90/70, stomach acid rising," said Robert after examining Ellie. "Is there any hope for death, doc?" She asked eagerly. "Enough with that already," Robert chided, looking at her angrily. "Those who are dead, buried, they cry and beg to live again. You, who are still alive, are busy wanting to die." Robert said irritably. "I was just asking, doc," she grinned. "You must not stress, eat on time, and get enough rest," commanded Robert. "Yes, doc," she replied.
Madison smiled at her only son. "What took you so long?" "The traffic was bad, Mom," Nathan replied as he sat down beside her. "I stopped by the baby room earlier," he continued, glancing around. "The nurse told me the wet nurse is here." Nathan scanned the room, searching for the woman who had been feeding his son. "Yes, we've already met your son's wet nurse," Madison said, her gaze shifting toward Ellie. Nathan frowned slightly. "Where is she, Mom?" he asked, his eyes widening with anticipation. The tightness in his chest eased at the thought of finally meeting the person who had been caring for his baby. It meant he wouldn't have to search for a new wet nurse after all. Madison smiled and gestured toward Ellie. "Here she is. Her name is Ellie."Nathan stared at Ellie, his brows furrowing as disbelief flashed across his face. He rubbed his eyes a few times, as if trying to make sure he wasn't imagining things. "I'm going to hire Ellie as a babysitter and wet
"My husband rarely comes home. He's always traveling for work. So it was just me and my son at home. I tried everything—cooling him down with a compress, checking his temperature constantly—but the fever wouldn't break. I started to panic. I called my husband, hoping, praying he'd answer."Her body trembled as she spoke. The wound in her heart, already festering, felt like it was being torn open and rubbed with salt and lime. Melissa's cruel words echoed in her mind again—how he had been sleeping at her apartment while Ellie had been fighting alone, desperate to save their son.She tried to stay strong, to keep her voice steady, but as she recounted the last moments of her baby's life, the dam broke. Tears slipped down her cheeks, no longer within her control.Robert remained silent as he listened to Ellie's story. For some reason, his heart always hurt when he heard about Ellie's son's death.Madison tried to comfort Ellie. "Stay strong, dear. Your son is with God now, an angel in
Robert glanced at his ringing phone. The moment he saw the caller's name, he answered without hesitation."Hello," he said."Hello, Dr. Robert. I wanted to ask… is Miss Ellie with you?" The nurse's voice was polite but hesitant.Robert frowned. "Yes, what's the matter?" He stood up from his seat and moved a few steps away from Ellie."Doctor, I-I checked the surveillance camera," the nurse admitted nervously.Robert's expression darkened. "How did you even know I was with Ellie?" His tone sharpened with irritation."I'm sorry," the nurse stammered. "I only checked the cameras because—""You were watching me through hospital surveillance?" Robert cut in, his voice low and displeased. "How dare you invade my privacy like that?"The nurse fell silent, realizing she had overstepped."Please, don't be angry or misunderstand," the nurse pleaded. "Mrs. Madison Hemingway wants to meet Miss Ellie. Since she didn't know where to find her, she asked me to check the cameras. That's when I
Although fear gripped her, Ellie forced herself to look at the man calling her. If he was connected to Simon, she still had a chance to run.She turned cautiously—and in an instant, her fear melted away."Dr. Robert." A relieved smile spread across her face as she recognized the kind-hearted doctor approaching her in his white coat."How are you?" Robert asked, his expression stern. "I told you to come back in four or five days for a check-up. Why didn't you?"Ellie lowered her gaze. "Sorry, doc," she murmured, unable to come up with an excuse.Robert sighed, then crouched in front of her. "How's your foot?""What are you doing?" Ellie wanted to pull her leg away in panic, which was now being held by the doctor."I want to check your wound," Robert said as he gently removed Ellie's flip-flops. After examining her foot and seeing that it had healed, he stood up."You are my most stubborn patient," he muttered before sitting beside her.From the first time they met, he had felt
Ellie remained silent, listening as the nurse in the white uniform spoke."Yesterday, when I last saw him, he didn’t look like this," Ellie murmured, watching the baby grasp her index finger. "His little face wasn’t as handsome as it is now."The nurse chuckled. "Of course he's handsome! His father is incredibly good-looking. Sharp nose, red lips, brown eyes, and even brown hair. He’s tall too, just like a movie star."The pretty nurse spoke dreamily, clearly picturing Nathan. He had become the hospital staff’s unofficial heartthrob, especially since he had been visiting his baby’s room every day for the past three weeks.Ellie simply smiled and nodded.But then the nurse’s gaze fell on Ellie’s lips. "What happened to your lips?" She asked, noticing the dried cut.Ellie touched them absently. "I fell," she said with a small smile.The nurse gasped. "Oh no, you have to be more careful!" Then, after a brief pause, she hesitated before asking, "By the way… how long has it been sinc
Ellie sat quietly in the chair outside the treatment room in deep thought. She had no idea who was inside. In this hospital, no one paid her any attention. People came and went as they pleased.For her, it was the safest place to stay while searching for work. But anxiety gnawed at her, what if security questioned her? Visiting hours had already ended.Sleep weighed heavily on her eyelids. Without shifting her position, she dozed off, her back slumped against the chair. But moments later, she jolted awake, a sense of unease creeping in. What if someone stole her belongings?A throbbing pain spread across her chest, reminding her that she hadn’t pumped breast milk since the afternoon. Her breasts felt swollen and sore, and her clothes were already damp with leaked milk.She hurried to the nursing room and began pumping. Since it had been hours, she managed to collect 750 milliliters—a surprisingly large amount. The sight of it filled her with relief. Smiling, she quickly took the mi
Ellie felt a rare sense of happiness at the orphanage. For a brief moment, surrounded by the laughter of children, the weight on her heart felt lighter. Seeing their bright smiles helped her forget—if only for a little while—the burdens she carried. Grateful for their joy, she had made sure to bring snacks and candies. As soon as she handed them out, the children eagerly scrambled for the treats, their excitement contagious.As she watched them, her gaze drifted to a caregiver holding a tiny baby."Ma'am, how old is the baby? Is it a girl or a boy?" Ellie asked, stepping closer.The caregiver, a woman in her forties, gently rocked the infant. "She's a girl. Two months old. Her name is Aliya."Her expression darkened slightly as she continued. "Aliya was abandoned by her parents at our doorstep. We found her at dawn… unconscious."Ellie's heart clenched. "That's awful," she whispered, looking at the fragile little girl."Her parents were cruel," the woman said sadly. "She was left
Ellie reached into her pocket and pulled out the money Simon had given her. Slowly, she began counting the crisp fifty-dollar bills, stacking them neatly on the glass table."Fifty, one hundred, one fifty, two hundred dollars," she murmured, her fingers lightly brushing over the bills.A small smile tugged at her lips as she stared at the neatly arranged money.She hadn't expected Simon to give her so much.At least now, she wouldn't have to worry about food for a little while—just until she found a job.Ellie hurried to her room. No matter what happened, she had to leave today.At any moment, Wendy and Simon's siblings could show up, forcing her to move into their house. Or worse, Melissa might decide she didn't like the idea of Simon giving her money for groceries.Any of those possibilities could become reality.That's why she needed to leave—now. Before Simon's family caught on.She refused to let her guard down. If she stepped foot into that house, she knew exactly what a
"Why donate them? Nick's clothes can still be used for his younger sibling later," Simon objected."Just buy new ones for his sibling. Poor Melissa—she wouldn't want hand-me-downs," Ellie explained.Simon frowned. "I wasn't talking about Melissa's child. I meant ours—so we won't have to buy baby supplies again."Ellie laughed, but there was no real joy in it—only an attempt to mask the pain tightening in her chest. "Simon… I'm still traumatized by childbirth. Besides, the hospital bill hasn't even been paid off. The interest keeps piling up every month. And if we're late, there's a 10% penalty."I also can't bear to look at Nick's clothes. Every time I see them, it just… hurts. That's why I want to donate them to the orphanage. There are so many babies there who need them more."Simon nodded, understanding her feelings."Since you'll be gone for a long time, can I ask for some money for food? I have nothing left. Even the fridge is empty," Ellie explained at length."Yeah, I'll