Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rebirth of the Betrayed Wife: The Love He Regretted Too Late: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Nyssa Dressed in a loose hospital gown, I stood stiffly at the entrance of the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit like a statue. My palms were pressed flat against the glass of the incubator. Inside, my premature daughter lay there looking so small. She weighed barely four pounds—her skin looked so fragile and wrinkled beneath the dim lighting of the incubator. Tiny tubes were attached to her pale body while a breathing mask rested carefully over her tiny nose. Wires surrounded her small body, and machines beside the incubator beeped steadily as they monitored her heartbeat and oxygen levels. My gaze lingered on her tiny face, and an ache spread through my chest. Suddenly, I found myself thinking about my child from my previous life—the child I lost and never even got the chance to see. My forehead rested against the glass as I stared at her, suddenly remembering the doctor's cold voice. “Mrs. Black… I need you to understand that your baby’s condition is extremely critical. Her organs

Nyssa I woke up with a jolt, my mind still feeling foggy and heavy. For a few seconds, I couldn’t even remember where I was. Then it hit me… I had fainted again, most likely from exhaustion. How long had I been out this time? I slowly turned my head toward the wall clock. 2:00 PM. It had been far too long… I needed to go and check on my daughter. Without thinking, I reached for the IV in my hand and slowly pulled it out. The blanket slid off my legs as I carefully moved toward the edge of the bed, but before my feet could touch the floor, the ward door suddenly opened. “Nurse Grace?” She stepped inside holding a tray. The moment she saw me awake, her eyes widened briefly before she forced a gentle smile. “Oh, Mrs. Black… you’re awake.” She moved closer, but her smile faded slightly when her eyes dropped to the IV line hanging loosely on the stand beside the bed. “You pulled it out yourself again?” “I’m fine. Just feeling a bit tired. Moreover, it’s already past 2 PM. I wan

Nyssa A sharp pain tore through my chest as hot tears flooded my eyes. He wouldn’t. He couldn’t. But one look at his face told me he absolutely would. Kieran continued, “If you want, I’ll take you there right now… but Serena leaves first.” I stared at him, and Serena. My fingers involuntarily loosened around the scissors as it slowly slipped from my hand. The metallic clang echoed through the room. My daughter’s grave… The moment I heard the word grave, everything inside me went numb. All that remained was a grieving mother who wanted to see her child one last time. Kieran quickly escorted Serena out of the room. Some time later, he returned alone. Without speaking, he led me to his car. The drive to the cemetery was silent. I sat rigidly in the passenger seat, staring blankly through the window. Trees passed, streetlights passed, cars passed, but I barely noticed any of them. My mind felt empty. My body felt hollow. At some point, I noticed that Kieran’s arm had been ban

Nyssa I sat blankly on the hospital bed, staring out the window. I didn’t move or blink much. It felt like if I stayed still enough, maybe the world would stop expecting me to continue living in it. “I’ve finished dressing your stitches, Mrs. Black,” Nurse Grace said gently. Her voice sounded far away, like it was coming from underwater. I didn’t look at her, didn’t care about the stitches or the pain coming from my abdomen. Everything just felt shallow. “Mrs. Black…” she sighed. “You need to take heart. I know this is very difficult, but—” She kept speaking, but her voice gradually faded to the point where I couldn’t hear her anymore. My eyes stayed fixed on the window. Something inside me had gone quiet. It felt like something vital had been ripped out of me so completely that even pain had no place left to attach itself. Maybe it was my reason to live. Maybe it was simply the part of me that used to feel like a mother. But whatever it was… it was long gone. Nurse Grace tou

Nyssa The sound of footsteps echoed through the empty hospital hallway. I stood frozen beneath dim ceiling lights that flickered on and off, casting long shadows across the floor. The air smelled strongly of antiseptic, and an unnatural silence pressed heavily against my chest. A chill crawled up my spine as I looked around in confusion. Why was I here? I lowered my eyes and was surprised to see myself wearing a hospital gown, my feet bare on the freezing floor. "W-What..." Suddenly, a figure appeared at the far end of the hallway, carrying a tiny bundle carefully wrapped in a white blanket. My breath caught. Those broad shoulders… That familiar back… "Kieran?" I walked after him, my footsteps echoing loudly against the silent corridor. "Kieran. What are you doing here?” He didn't slow down. He didn't even turn around. My pace quickened until I was almost running. "Kieran!" My voice trembled. "Whose baby are you carrying?" No answer. It was like he couldn't hear me. My h