The nurse on the other end seemed to see a glimmer of hope. "Yes, she took them all! Dr. Whitaker was the only one left in the entire hospital. So … "

"Was it because Dina's back injury flared up? Did she get examined? Is it serious?" Tom interrupted the nurse, his eyes filled with anxiety.

The nurse froze upon hearing his words. After a long pause, she finally spoke again, "Mr. Lynch, Miss Dawson's back wasn't injured at all. It's Dr. Whitaker … "

Alas, Tom interrupted her, "That's enough! Are you ever going to stop? You're just an employee of my family's hospital, so please stop calling Regina Dr. Whitaker every time you talk to me. It's bad enough she's causing trouble, but you're all helping her?"

The young nurse tried to say more, but Tom had already hung up.

A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

Five days later, he finally dialed my number for the first time, but no one was going to answer it anymore.

Frustrated, he tossed the phone onto the sofa, only to pick it up again a few minutes later. Staring at our blank chat window that had been silent for days, he let out a heavy sigh and typed a message.

[Regina, can you please stop making a fuss? I really did lose my temper with you that day when Dina was giving birth because I was worried. If someone who works for me gets into trouble, how can I ever do business outside again? Especially Dina, you know that she saved my life eight years ago. We can't be ungrateful people.]

[I've always been careful. I even asked Dr. Law about your condition beforehand. He said there wouldn't be any problem with a natural birth. I had five specialists on standby that day. You're my wife, and you were carrying my child. How could I ever bear for something to happen to you?]

[Hurry up and bring the child back. The baby is small, and you need someone to look after you, too. I'll be waiting for you at home.]

After sending the messages, Tom sank back into the sofa.

Suddenly, a thunderstorm erupted outside. He quickly stood up and called his driver. "Get ready, take me to the hospital. Regina is scared of thunder. I need to be with her."

No sooner had he hung up than the phone rang again. Tom hesitated for two seconds when he saw the caller ID, but he still answered it.

Dina's tearful voice instantly came through the line, "Tom, it's thundering outside, and the baby won't stop crying. I'm so scared."