Nia was in Meredith’s arms, being carried into the building. She rested her face on Meredith’s shoulders, yet she smiled brightly at Josiah. “Bye-bye, Daddy.” Her smile was so bright it burned. Josiah quickly retracted his gaze. He swept a glance at the broken pot on the ground before taking a huge step, leaving the hospital. Ysabelle wanted to follow along and leave the hospital together with him, but facing his cold, frigid back, she did not dare to do so. She could only grit her teeth and give up. After sending Nia back to her ward, before Meredith could say anything, Nia said, “Mommy, is what the evil aunt said true? Am I going to die just like the rose?”
“Of course, not.” Meredith hugged Nia. She gently patted Nia on her head. “You know that she’s a bad person. Why would you believe her words? You’ll get better soon. Trust me.”
“Mommy, I don’t want to die. I still want to live with you and daddy together.”
“Hmm. You won’t die. You’ll get better.” Meredith secretly wiped away the tears that fell. She forced a smile. “The rose won’t die either. Aunt Wren will pick it up.”
Right at that moment, Wren came in with the repotted rose.
“Yes, Nia. See, the rose is still fine.” Wren showed her the rose.
Meredith nodded in agreement. “I’ve said that the rose is a very strong flower, so you have to be strong too. Have more confidence in yourself, hmm?”
“Okay.” Nia nodded.
After coaxing Nia to sleep with much difficulty, Meredith wanted to talk to Doctor Sean about Nia’s recent condition. She had just gotten up from the chair when she felt dizzy. Her body swayed. She almost fell to the ground.
“Miss Meredith, are you alright?” Wren held her and asked concernedly.
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