Doctor Russell's explanation was confirmed by the doctor who treated Angel. Angel's vital signs are stable and no longer need a respirator, but her body condition is still in the serious category. Angel can't go home yet. It's likely that Angel's return to the home will take longer, because now it's not only physically that's injured, her mind is also broken.  After knowing her second child was dead, Angel often cried silently. In front of Sean, Angel endured it, but when Sean wasn't around she showed her depression. Recovery is far from successful. There are no significant changes, that's the results of the doctor's examination. Sean had just finished his meeting in the afternoon, and immediately picked up Harriet from Anne's house. They both are going to the hospital to see Angel. This was their routine since Angel had woken up from a coma. Sean hopes Harriet's presence can make Angel feel better. "Harriet don't run." Sean said as soon as Harriet let g

"Please, don't leave her alone. Her mental state is weak and shaken." A psychologist's advice. Yes, Angel couldn't help but have to see a psychologist after her suicide attempt made the hospital go crazy. Sean looked at Angel who was lying on the bed. Angel's eyes only focused on the roof of the room, and she was not distracted by the surroundings. Yet this room was filled with people who loved her; Sean, Suki, David, and Harvey. Harriet is with Anne at home, because Harriet is prohibited from seeing Angel for a while. They didn't want Harriet to see her mother's condition, which was still unstable. The meaning of unstable is that Angel often suddenly cries and talks to herself. "How long will she be like this?" Sean asked the psychologist standing beside him. "There is no definite answer to your question, sir. The patient's recovery depends on herself. The most important thing is that the people around her must always be patient to give her support."

Sean had just finished eating Angel's leftover breakfast. He put on the best smile. It's easy to make Sean happy, one of which is knowing Angel is eating more than usual. For the past few days her girlfiend only ate about three spoonfuls, and what happened today was certainly progress.  "Aren't you going to work?" Angel asked while handing Sean a glass of mineral water she had finished. "I'm the CEO, babe... I mean, Angel. It doesn't matter if I don't come to the office." Sean answered, then he accepted the glass to put on the tray. Previously, Angel had refused to be called babe or other affectionate calls. It's better if Sean tries to make Angel comfortable so she won't be hysterical anymore. "I can contact Suki. You have to go to work." "We won't be poor even if I don't go to the office. No need to worry." Sean laughed meant to be joking but Angel didn't smile at all. Yes, Angel becomes less expressive and Sean understands that. "I set an alar

Angel woke up in the middle of the night around two o'clock. The first thing she saw was Sean sleeping. Sean sat in the chair while his head rested against Angel's bed. With difficulty Angel stroked her boyfriend's hair. Her caress was so soft and gentle, because she didn't want to wake him up. Angel thought that Sean must be uncomfortable because he often fell asleep in this position. Even though there is a sofa in this room, Sean always chooses to be by her side. Angel's hand never left Sean's grip. "Ah." Angel said while biting her lip. Why is her head so heavy? This was more painful than the dizziness she usually felt. Angel was silent to remember what had happened. She had vomited blood, then Doctor Russell shouted for the operating room to be prepared immediately. Is this the effect of the operation? "Mom!" A child's voice called out to Angel. Angel's eyes searched every corner of the room. This was definitely not Harriet's voice. Other than tha

When Sean said that Angel would recover soon and be out of the hospital, she believed it. She was so happy that she couldn't explain in words. But in the next morning she began to doubt it. Angel knew her body well, and she realized that something was wrong with her. In addition to her head which felt heavy, she also often vomited blood. Today she had vomited blood three times, and she quickly washed her hands and around her lips. Her face reflected in the sink mirror also proves she is getting paler. What is this? A knock on the bathroom door startled Angel. "Angel, are you okay? Do you need any help?" "Ah... no, Sean. My stomach just hurts." "Okay, if you need anything just say so." "Yes." When Angel just turned off the sink water, her stomach hurt and she vomited blood again. Angel's hand held the wastefel because her body was getting weaker. This is wrong. The surgery yesterday must have had a strange effect on her body. Angel turn