Cloudia sighed, "It's time for a change."
She knew Yorick had been dedicating all his time and energy to sorting things out on that front.
"Don't worry. Yorick's heart belongs to you. And you should try not to dwell on negative thoughts too much. It's not good for your health."
Recalling what the specialists had told her, Cloudia couldn't help but feel a knot in her stomach. She was even uncertain if Ursula would be able to pull through this time.
Ursula said, "I couldn’t help it. Mom, I just can't shake off this feeling that this time I might..."
"Stop," Cloudia cut her off before she could finish.
Sometimes, that intuition was the most terrifying thing.
"The doctors said your condition has been well-managed these past few days. Don't let your imagination run wild."
Ursula looked up at her, eyes brimming with tears, "Is that so?"
"Absolutely," Cloudia nodded firmly.
Hearing this, Ursula felt slightly better.
...
After finally getting Ursula to sleep, Cloudia stepped into the hospital corridor to call Jaxon.
But Jaxon didn't pick up. After a few attempts, all she got were natural hang-ups.
Little did she know that Jaxon had been summoned by Blaise to the company and had been in meetings non-stop, even now at 3 AM in the conference room.
Cloudia, feeling a sense of emptiness and lack of support, glanced back at the closed door of the hospital room.
...
Jaxon and Blaise's meeting stretched till 7 AM, both looking worse for wear as they left the conference room for the office. It was then Blaise noticed the bruising on Jaxon's face.
"What happened to your face?"
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