Mya descended the stairs breathlessly, clutching a worn pink art album. "I found it!" she exclaimed, holding it aloft. "This is Madelyn's art album; Serena had hidden it in her bag in the resting room." Flipping it open, she revealed the evidence to all. "Don't let her fool you. Here's Madelyn's name," she pointed out, dispelling any doubt of ownership.Serena, desperate, made a grab for the art album, "No, it's mine... It's mine..." but Kevin blocked her, keeping the art album out of reach.With her deceit uncovered, Serena's composure crumbled. She became frantic, clawing at her own hair, her eyes wild with panic, repeating, "Mine. It's mine!"Leonardo observed the meltdown with a shake of his head.Despite her fear of Zach, Mya bravely stepped forward to hand him the art album. "I found the art album. May I visit Madelyn in the hospital now? I'm sorry for what happened last time. When she wakes, I'll apologize to her personally."Zach's eyes narrowed thoughtfully. Kevin, unders
Madelyn stood anxiously outside the surgery room. "I'll wait," she murmured, her fingers growing cold. With each passing moment, the unsettling thought grew: Dalton might be her child.Dalton was in the room next door when he had a fall. Madelyn had felt like she had a strange connection with him. A sudden pain in her heart startled her out of her coma.In her dream, the child she had seen looked exactly like Dalton, which left her puzzled. She vividly remembered expecting a daughter in her past life, not a son. 'Is all of this just in my head?' she wondered. 'It can't be possible for my child to still be alive.'Madelyn suddenly felt weak and began to fall. Zach moved quickly, catching her just in time. She caught a glimpse of him just before everything turned dark, going limp in his arms."Kevin, call Kai! Hurry!" Zach ordered.Kevin saw the worry on Zach's face and dialed Kai's number. Kai was at a research lab but rushed to the hospital upon receiving the message. As Madelyn's
Margaret kept herself busy, preparing the oatmeal.Madelyn sensed a reassuring presence, a warm hand holding hers, connected to the IV drip—it was Zach. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw the face she least wanted to encounter at that moment. With a feeble voice, she inquired, "Where's Dal?"Zach reassured her, "He's all right now. Someone's looking after him. Are you hungry? How about some oatmeal?"Madelyn looked at Zach, her expression composed. Over the past three months, she had picked up bits of his history through his whispered words while he held her as she slept. 'Did his past with the Jent family lead to this bitterness? He's already taken his revenge, so why continue to hurt others? Why this ruthlessness?' Nearby, she noticed a familiar art album on the nightstand.Zach noticed that Madelyn's focus had shifted to the art album. Assisting her to sit up, he arranged a pillow behind her and then handed her the art album."I thought I'd lost this forever. How did it end up wi
Now, Zach's main concern was for Madelyn. As he left the room, he couldn't help but notice Mya behaving strangely behind the wall. Startled when she saw him, she quickly darted into a corner, her hand clutching her chest as if taken aback. After a moment, she cautiously peeked out and saw that Zach had already turned the corner and was out of sight. Feeling somewhat relieved, Mya approached the room. The bodyguard at the door noticed her but didn't stop her this time, which eased her anxiety a bit. Quietly, she slipped into Madelyn's hospital room.Hearing the sound from the door, Madelyn assumed it was Zach returning, but to her surprise, when she looked, it was Mya standing there. Seeing Madelyn's condition brought tears to Mya's eyes, which didn't go unnoticed by Madelyn. Madelyn coughed a few times and propped herself up on the bed. "Mya?" she asked, "What brings you here?"Overwhelmed, Mya rushed into Madelyn's arms, her voice trembling as she said, "I'm so sorry, Madelyn. It's
Madelyn and Mya were having dinner in the hospital room. Madelyn had a bowl of oatmeal, while Mya dug into chicken, green beans, mashed potatoes, and soup. "This food's amazing, Madelyn," Mya said."If you want seconds, let me know," Madelyn replied.Margaret entered the room. "Should we set aside some food for Mr. Jardin?"Madelyn, not lifting her gaze, replied, "No. He'll manage."Margaret nodded and returned to the kitchenette.Mya, patting her belly contentedly, asked, "Can I come visit you again tomorrow?"Madelyn smiled. "Of course. But for now, you should head home. It's getting late, and you wouldn't want your father to worry."Mya looked at the clock and realized it was almost nine o'clock. She went to Madelyn and gave her a tight hug, then kissed her cheek. "I'm so glad you're okay, Madelyn." With that, she left the room, walking with her usual cheerful bounce.With a deep breath, Madelyn wheeled herself into the neighboring room, where the injured Dalton lay. Seeing
Madelyn's eyes revealed her deep anguish. However, she could not go through with whatever she had in mind. Setting the knife down, she turned away from Zach, a trace of regret in her expression. Zach then moved closer, wrapping her in a comforting embrace. They adjusted to find a more comfortable position, staying silent until Zach finally spoke."Can't sleep?" he asked."No, I'm good. You sleep," she replied.She soon drifted into a peaceful sleep. Later on, a soft sound woke her. Zach, who had been holding her, gently let go of his embrace. He rubbed his arm to alleviate some stiffness before heading to the bathroom. After a while, he left the room.At eight-thirty in the morning, the doctor arrived for his regular check-up with Madelyn."You're recovering well," the doctor noted. "Trying to get up too quickly after waking up was tough on you, but you're showing improvement. Keep this up, and you'll be home within weeks. Don't forget to schedule follow-up visits, so we can keep
At the dinner table, Madelyn was feeding Dalton some chicken puree. When Dalton tried to grab the spoon, Zach reacted faster, holding Dalton's hand back. "Stop squirming and eat."Dalton let out a protesting whimper at Zach and suddenly dunked his hand into the bowl. Madelyn steadied the bowl immediately."Acting up, are we?" Zach's tone was stern.Madelyn wiped Dalton's hands with some napkins. "He's just a kid. Why're you being so hard on him? He doesn't understand.""Maybe the maid should feed him."Madelyn had wished Zach could be more understanding toward Dalton. Watching Dalton, with his bottom lip quivering and tears forming in his closed eyes, was heart-wrenching for her. The emotion she felt was all too familiar; she could not bear to see Dalton cry. Without finishing her meal, Madelyn took Dalton into her arms and moved to the couch. As she did, Margaret approached with a bottle of baby formula, saying, "Ms. Jent, giving Dal this might soothe him.""Thanks for all your
Madelyn bent down and gave Dalton a soft kiss on the forehead. Her eyes were warm and loving.Madelyn was still sharing the master bedroom with Zach at the Jent residence, becoming the main lady there. But she and Zach were not really husband and wife; they just lived together like a married couple. The maids at the Jent residence changed often. Most of them thought she was Zach's real wife and would call her Mrs. Jardin when they saw her, except for Margaret, who always called her Ms. Jent. Madelyn did not mind. They could call her whatever they wanted.The villa had added more guards for security, so Madelyn still could not leave. The only change from her previous life was that now, she had Dalton, who tied her down. Madelyn had been recovering in the villa, and she looked much healthier than before. However, she was still weak after battling a serious illness. Sometimes, she would feel tired just climbing the stairs.Madelyn carried Dalton downstairs. He had picked up things quic