Mag-log inMawar smiled softly as she looked at her only son.“Why did you take so long?” she asked.“The traffic was terrible, Mom,” Nathan replied as he sat beside her.“I went to the nursery earlier. The nurse said the woman who donated her milk for my baby is here,” Nathan said, glancing around the room. But he didn’t see the woman in question.“Yes, Nathan. We’ve already met the woman who donated her milk for your child,” Mawar replied, turning her gaze toward Elizabeth.“Where is she, Mom?” Nathan asked, his eyes widening slightly.The anxiety that had filled his chest slowly eased. If the milk donor truly existed, then he wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of finding another one.“There she is. Her name is Elizabeth.” Mawar pointed toward the young woman standing not far from them.Nathan froze. His eyes locked onto Elizabeth, blinking several times as if trying to confirm that what he was seeing was real.“Mom’s going to hire Elizabeth as both the babysitter and the milk donor for m
“Where was your husband at that time?” Mawar asked, gazing at Elizabeth.“My husband rarely came home, Ma’am. He often went out of town, so it was just me and my baby at home. I tried putting on a cold compress to lower his fever, but nothing changed. I even tried calling my husband, hoping he’d pick up, but he never answered.”Elizabeth’s body trembled as she spoke about her husband. The wound in her heart, still unhealed, throbbed painfully—like salt rubbed into an open cut. Julia’s words about that man sleeping at her apartment echoed again in her mind.In a soft voice, Elizabeth began to explain the events leading to her baby’s death. She tried hard to hold back her tears, but her voice broke halfway through the story.Dr. John remained silent. For some reason, every time he heard about a child’s death, a deep ache spread through his chest.“You must stay strong. Alex is in heaven now. He’ll be waiting for you there,” Mawar said gently, trying to comfort her.“Yes, Ma’am…” Elizabe
Dr. John glanced at his ringing phone. The moment he saw the caller’s name, he immediately answered.“Hello,” he replied curtly.“Hello, Dr. John. I’d like to ask, is it true that Miss Elizabeth is with you?” a polite voice came from the other end — one of his nurses.“Yes. Why do you ask?” Dr. John stood up from his seat, stepping slightly away from Elizabeth.“How did you know she’s with me?” His tone turned cold, clearly angry.“I’m sorry, Doctor… I saw it on the CCTV,” the nurse stammered, sensing the tension in her superior’s voice.“How dare you! You’ve been watching me through the surveillance cameras?” His voice rose, trying to suppress his irritation.“Please don’t be angry or misunderstand, Doctor. Madam Mawar wants to meet Miss Elizabeth. Since we didn’t know where she was, she asked me to check the CCTV. When I looked, it turned out Miss Elizabeth was with you. We also tried to contact her, but her phone was off,” the nurse explained quickly, trying to calm the situation.
Although fear still lingered inside her, Elizabeth forced herself to turn around to see who had called her name. If that man happened to be Martin’s brother-in-law, at least she still had a chance to run away.But that fear vanished instantly when her eyes met a familiar figure — someone who had always treated her with kindness.“Doctor John…” Elizabeth said softly, an unconscious smile forming on her lips as the man in the white coat walked closer.“How are you? Didn’t I tell you to come back for a check-up in four or five days? Why didn’t you come?” Doctor John asked in a half-scolding tone.“I’m sorry, Doctor,” Elizabeth replied briefly. She didn’t know what excuse would sound appropriate.“How’s your leg?” he asked again, crouching down in front of her.Elizabeth panicked. “W–What are you doing, Doctor?” she asked, trying to pull her leg away as he gently held it.“I’m checking your wound,” he said calmly while removing her flip-flops. After making sure the wound was completely he
Elizabeth remained silent, listening to the story told by the girl in a white uniform.“The last time I saw him, his body wasn’t like this yet. And his face—he wasn’t this handsome,” Elizabeth said, smiling as she praised the tiny baby now gripping her index finger tightly.“Well, of course he’s handsome! His daddy is unbelievably good-looking! Sharp nose, rosy lips—definitely not like a smoker’s. His eyes are brown, his hair’s a bit light brown too. He’s just perfect. Tall, strong, like one of those Western actors we always see in Hollywood movies,” said the nurse excitedly, as if she could see Nathan’s face in her imagination.The man had indeed become the nurses’ favorite at the hospital. Especially during the past three weeks, when Nathan had come every single day to visit his baby.Elizabeth simply smiled and nodded without responding.“But, ma’am… what happened to your lips?” the nurse asked, noticing the dry wound at the corner of her mouth.“I fell,” Elizabeth replied softly w
Elizabeth sat quietly on the chair in front of the recovery room.She didn’t know who was inside, and honestly, she didn’t care.In a hospital this large, no one really paid attention to her.It was the kind of place where people came and went freely, without anyone asking too many questions.For Elizabeth, the hospital felt like the safest place to stay temporarily—while she hoped that someday she might find a steady job.Still, a faint unease lingered in her chest.She knew visiting hours had long ended, and every time she heard the footsteps of a security guard, her heart pounded with fear that someone might question her presence.Her eyelids grew heavy.Without moving much, she leaned her head against the chair’s backrest. Within minutes, sleep crept over her fatigue. But just as she drifted off, she startled awake again.A restless feeling kept her from truly relaxing.She was afraid someone might steal the few belongings she still had in her bag.While trying to calm herself, El







