Seeing a fight break out, the doctor immediately intervened. "What are you doing? This is a hospital, you can't fight here. If you want to fight, take it outside!"The doctor's words had an instant effect. Mercer and Harlan immediately stopped grappling."Doctor, how is my wife?" Mercer grabbed the doctor's arm.Confused, the female doctor looked at Mercer and asked, "What's your wife's name?""Calla Sherman," Mercer answered.The doctor glanced at Harlan, noticing the bruises on his face. "Didn't you say you were Calla's husband?" the doctor asked. "How come there's another husband now? What's going on here?""I'm Calla's husband!" Mercer's gaze turned menacing as he glared at Harlan."He was the one who signed the consent form just now," the doctor said, taking out the document.Mercer looked at it and sure enough, it had Harlan's name on the bottom of the page. Enraged, he grabbed Harlan's collar and demanded, "What do you want? Why are you pretending to be someone else's hu

Calla felt like she had slept for a very long time. Her entire body ached with exhaustion. She struggled to move, feeling completely drained of energy. A sudden panic surged from within her when she opened her eyes."Mrs. Garland, you're awake?" Jasmine's voice reached her ears. Calla focused on Jasmine's face, then noticed everything around her was white.White walls, white ceiling, white sheets. No wonder her hand hurt; she was still hooked up to an IV drip.She turned her head and saw a black silhouette standing by the window. That silhouette was all too familiar—Mercer. Seeing him, Calla's heart inexplicably tightened.Hearing Jasmine's words, Mercer slowly turned around. His gaze was cold as he looked at Calla lying on the hospital bed.Calla had no mind to notice his gaze. Her thoughts immediately went to her child. She reached for her belly, but the prominent bump was gone."The baby! What about the baby?" she cried out.Jasmine glanced at Mercer, hesitant to speak.Se

The meaning behind Calla's words was clear. Sophie and Mercer were at most having an affair. As long as she wasn't divorced from Mercer, Sophie would not have any legitimate standing.Sophie had come to cause trouble regardless; she wasn't going to let Calla go so easily. Taking a sidestep to block Calla's way again, she continued sarcastically, "Right now, it's only because you lost your child that Mercer can't bring himself to abandon you. "Do you think he has feelings for you? What a farce! It would be better for you to ask for a divorce yourself, to avoid the humiliation!"Calla had experienced the pain of losing a child and was physically weak. Engaging in an argument—especially a heated one—would be too much for her to handle right now.At this point, Alicia finally realized that the visitor was Sophie. She let go of Calla's arm and stepped forward, giving Sophie a push."So, you're that Sophie?""And who are you?" Sophie sized Alicia up."Who am I? I'm your worst nig

Calla leaned against a tree, frowning as she watched Mercer walk ahead. She wanted to call him but couldn't bring herself to shout. At that moment, Mercer seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped. Turning around, he saw he had left Calla several meters behind. Seeing her leaning against the tree, he frowned and quickly walked back to her.As he approached, Calla noticed his frown and braced herself, thinking he might scold her. Unexpectedly, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms. Before Calla could even process what was happening, she felt herself lifted into the air. Already feeling dizzy, this made her even more lightheaded. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around Mercer's neck, afraid of falling from a height.The next moment, Mercer carried her into their building. By the time Calla came to her senses, they were already inside the hallway. His embrace was still as warm and strong as ever. In spite of herself, she had a wishful thought. She hoped he could ca

Half a month passed quickly, and Calla's complexion gradually improved. Although she was still melancholic, she had regained some of her vitality to some extent.One sunny afternoon, the winter sun was especially warm. Seeing Calla cooped up inside every day, Jasmine kindly suggested, "Mrs. Garland, you've been recovering for a while now. The weather is so nice outside, why don't you go out for a walk?""I still feel drained," Calla replied. She had been lethargic these past few days—lounging on the couch, her mind elsewhere. Today marked a month since what was supposed to be the birth of her baby.She also wondered if Mercer would come back to propose divorce?She both longed for and dreaded this day. She longed for it because she would finally be free. Yet, she dreaded it because it would mean they were truly over."The more you lie around, the worse you'll feel. It's better to go out and clear your mind," Jasmine advised.Calla frowned but finally heeded Jasmine's words. Aft