At this moment, Nathan realized that he hardly understood M''s intricate and sensitive thoughts.
After all, they had been apart for many years, and their time together had been scarce.
Nathan let out a heavy sigh, feeling a weight in his chest as he remained uncertain of how to respond
to Daniel''s question.
Just then, the doctor and nurse exited the ward.
As Nathan turned to enter, the doctor intervened, exining, "I''m sorry, but the patient needs ample
rest. She requested that only the maternity nurse remain, while the other family members should return
home."
Nathan''s expression darkened. "But I''m her husband. I should be allowed to stay and assist the
maternity nurse in taking care of her."
Florence promptly added, "Yes, yes, let my son stay too. It''s safer for her to have family around."
The doctor observed Nathan closely, examining him from head to toe. "She specifically asked you to
handle your own affairs and avoid disturbing her rest."
Everyone present was stunned, their gazes fixed on Nathan in disbelief.
Nathan''s mood plummeted instantly, and he gazed sadly at the closed door of the hospital room.
After delivering his instructions, the doctor promptly departed.
Nathan remained rooted in ce as Gary, Florence, and Wendy converged around him, eagerly
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Nheless, Nathan struggled to find the right words. He didn''t want to burden his family with worries
about his rtionship with M, believing it was best for them to stay out of their personal affairs as
much as possible.
Without saying a word, Nathan turned and walked away.
"Nate, are you seriously leaving?" Florence eximed. "Chubs was just venting. Did you really take it
so personally? You''re "
Just then, Daniel stepped in, reassuring Florence, "Mom, the maternity nurse is taking good care of
Chubs. You don''t need to worry." Florence persisted, "Dan, what''s really going on between Nathan and
Chubs?"
"I honestly don''t know," Daniel replied, sweeping his cane along the path before turning away.
Gary furrowed his brow, letting out a sigh as he guided Florence by the arm. "Let''s head out." With that,
the entire family left the scene.
Exiting the maternity ward, Nathan dialed Cole''s number. "Where can I find Phoebe''s room?"
Cole promptly provided the room number.
Two minutester, Nathan arrived outside Phoebe''s ward.
The door was ajar. Inside, the hospital room was adorned with an assortment of fruits, pastries, and a
large bouquet of flowers.
Cole sat beside Phoebe''s bed, carefully peeling an apple for her.
Phoebe yfully quipped with a smile, "Are you thinking of opening a fruit stall here with such a variety
of fruits?"
Cole nced at the fruit box on the
bou
nearby coffee table, which held kiwis, apples, strawberries, citrus fruits, bananas, grapes, pears, and
tworge watermelons.
even
Each type was neatly arranged in its own box, creating a colorful and striking disy.
Cole chuckled awkwardly. "Well, I wasn''t sure which fruits you liked, so I got a variety. I couldn''t carry
more, but if I could—"
Before Cole could finish, Phoebe yfully interrupted, "If you could carry more, would you want to turn
my hospital room into a fruit market?"
With a sheepish smile, Cole lowered his head and continued peeling the apple.
Meanwhile, Phoebe''s eyes were drawn to the vase of fresh flowers, admiring their pink hues blending
harmoniously as they blossomed.
She smiled appreciatively and
Cole looked confused. "But doesn''t Mrs. Morrison like chrysanthemums?"
Handing Phoebe the peeled apple, Cole asked, "What''s the misunderstanding?"
After a brief moment of
contemtion, Phoebe chuckled
and recounted, "M once confided in me that while she was still grappling with amnesia, she
el.n
resorted to selling flowers onthe
streets just to get by.
"Assuming he meant the imposter, M jokingly suggested chrysanthemums. Little did she know, Mr.
Morrison had intended those flowers for her all along."
Cole''s expression turned serious. "Why didn''t Mrs. Morrison share this with General Morrison?"