"She's not in a critical condition at present, but her emotions can't fluctuate anymore. Otherwise, the baby won't be able to hold on."
Maisie nodded, leaning against the wall as if she had released a breath she didn't know she was holding.
After the doctor got the girl settled in, she entered the hospital room. There, she saw the girl lying on the bed, pale and thin, with only her belly protruding prominently.
Maisie's heart clenched, and she walked slowly toward the bed.
The girl opened her eyes, a grateful look in her mournful gaze. "I heard from the nurse that... a kind person brought me to the hospital and even paid my hospitalization fees. It was you, right?"
Maisie pursed her lips, her eyes a bit teary as she sat by the bedside, looking at the girl.
"Thank you," the girl said solemnly, tears suddenly streaming down her face.
Maisie hurriedly pulled out some tissues to wipe her tears. "Don't be so sad. You're still young. You can start anew."
"It's impossible." The girl shook her head in despair. "He doesn't want the child and he will never want me again…"
"You..."
"What I've done isn't honorable. This is my retribution." The girl smiled bitterly. "I was with him because my family needed money. I thought we could make a fair deal, each of us getting what we needed, but I... I fell in love with him."
A thunderous roar echoed in Maisie's mind, and her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated. Her temple throbbed with pain.
Some blurry images resurfaced in her mind, but whenever she tried to focus on them, her head felt like it was about to split open.
"Ms. Squire, you're here!"
Some people came in just then—Daniel's subordinates.
Maisie was taken aback. "Why are you here?"
"Mr. Quimby has a friend at this hospital, and his friend saw you here," one of them explained in a low voice. "Mr. Quimby is rushing over. He will be here soon."
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