Chapter 5

After a long silence, my tears had dried. Declan spoke carefully, "Lydia, you can't attend the wedding this time. We'll have plenty of chances in the future. Let Adeline attend the wedding in your place, okay?"

"She won't interfere with our relationship. Her health is poor, and who knows how long she has left. She just hopes for a wedding, to give the child a status, to fulfill this wish, okay?"

He tightly held my hand, revealing his current anxiety.

He had spoken, how could I refuse? After all, he's denied me 99 times before; what's one more time?

I smiled and nodded, agreeing, "She has done you a favor; you should repay her. We'll talk about our wedding later. I just want to wait for Phoebe to wake up now."

Declan seemed ready to persuade me further but didn't expect me to agree so readily. He was momentarily stunned, then grasped my hand and praised me happily, his joy evident.

Just then, he received a notification on his phone.

"Why did you buy a plane ticket for a few days later? Your eyes haven't recovered yet, can you see? Is there an emergency? If not, I'll go with you, why didn't you say anything?"

When we were dating, he linked our information, saying he wanted to ensure my safety. But he never used this software. I always informed him of my whereabouts to give him a sense of security.

I didn't expect the first time he'd use this software would be under such circumstances, and I felt bitter inside.

I didn't look at him, denying it, "I was thinking of buying them for a honeymoon trip after the wedding. Now they won't be used, and I haven't had time to cancel them yet. We'll talk about it later."

He listened with slight regret, then kissed my forehead to comfort me, "In the future, we'll have plenty of time to travel as a family of three. Just focus on recovering, no need to rush."

I instinctively tightened my grip on my daughter's hand, then loosened it, suppressing the overwhelming sense of pain inside.

After exchanging a few words, he received a call and hurriedly left the room. I knew it was Adeline feeling unwell again.

I didn't try to stop him. His heart was long gone from me; there was no need to suffer further.

At this moment, a small, soft hand moved, and a hoarse voice spoke, "Mom, were you crying? Phoebe will blow, and the pain will fly away."

"Where's Dad? I miss him. Mom, can you find Dad for me?"

I bit down on the soft flesh inside my mouth, controlling my voice so my daughter wouldn't notice, and gently said, "Phoebe is the bravest. Does it still hurt? I'll go find Dad now, okay? Don't move, or you won't look nice."

My daughter nodded obediently, looking forward to seeing her father.

I gathered my courage again to find Declan.

Even if I were heartless and could let go of everything, I couldn't take away my child's hope for a father's love. Let her see him one last time, let her give up.

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I straightened my numb body, noticing the bandage around my waist was stained with blood, and there were faint traces on the ground.

But I couldn't care about that. I went to Adeline's hospital room.