Chapter 848

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