The urge to cry was gone, as was the ability to feel sorrow. At that moment, it was as if my entire being had emptied itself. There was nothing left inside.
Two of the most important people in my life—my baby and Hadden—had disappeared from my world in a single moment.
“Miss Nydia, I haven’t told the others yet. I’ll go inform Dr. Fletcher now,” Elise said hesitantly.
“No need. Thank you, Elise,” I said quietly.
She hesitated at first, but then later sighed and left.
A while later, the obstetrician came in, concern and frustration written all over her face. “You’re a nurse. Why didn’t you come to the obstetrics ward sooner? Do you realize how dangerous this was?”
Her tone softened, but her worry didn’t waver. “Your body is in bad shape. You need to rest properly during your recovery.”
“Thank you for your concern, Doc. Could you help me with the discharge paperwork?” I asked emotionlessly.
The doctor’s face darkened. “You’re being reckless! That intern mentioned your husband is a doctor here too. Which department? I’ll call him. How could he neglect you like this?”
“There’s no need. He’s probably too busy to notice,” I replied with a bitter smile.
On my way out of the hospital, I passed by the patient wards. I was in an adult diaper with a urine bag hanging from my side.
Nydia's POV
Sitting in the borrowed wheelchair, I slowly wheeled myself forward until I heard two voices.
“Ah, Hadden, it’s fine! I don’t need it!”
“No way. You must drink this bird’s nest soup.”
I could hear Cynthia’s soft and coy voice, like a kitten’s, as she lay on the hospital bed, pretending to push Hadden away.
The two of them were shamelessly affectionate, their behavior completely unrestrained. She kept protesting with her words, but her body pressed closer to his, teasing that she wouldn’t drink unless he fed her with his mouth.
And he actually did it. He leaned in, soup in his mouth, and kissed her.
I couldn’t help but laugh—how ridiculous.
Once, I had been the top student in medical school, and he was just a shy admirer chasing after me. After two years of persistence, he finally wore me down, and I agreed to date him. When we graduated, I even turned down an opportunity to study abroad, choosing instead to work as a nurse at his hospital.