Chapter 3

I had been gone from this world for five days. Landon, returning home drunk one night, finally seemed to remember me when he saw the empty house. He called my office.

"Tell your Dr. Hayes to stop playing games and come back. Even if she doesn't want me as a husband, the child needs me as a father."

"And don't try to fool me with those lies about being dead or alive again. That day, I left the five most authoritative specialists in the entire hospital. She'll be fine."

The person who answered was Maya, the nurse he had slapped earlier.

Her polite tone carried a hint of impatience.

"As I told you, all the specialists you left were taken away by Ms. Vance!"

Landon paused, mid-lighting a cigarette.

"The specialists were taken by Seraphina?"

The nurse on the other end seemed to see a flicker of hope.

"Yes, they were all taken! Dr. Hayes was left completely alone in the hospital, so…"

'did Seraphina's back injury flare up? Did you examine her? How serious is it?" Landon's eyes were filled with urgency as he cut off the nurse.

The nurse on the other end froze after hearing Landon's words. After a long pause, she spoke again.

"Mr. Thorne, Ms. Vance's back was never injured. It was Dr. Hayes who…"

"Enough! Are you done or not?! You work for the Thorne family hospital; don't keep calling her Dr. Hayes every time you talk to me! It's bad enough she's acting out alone; are you all joining in?!"

The nurse tried to say something else, but Landon had already hung up.

A flicker of irritation crossed his eyes. Five days.

This was the first time he'd called my number.

But no one would answer now.

He impatiently tossed his phone onto the sofa, only to pick it up again a few minutes later.

He found our chat window, which had been blank for days, sighed, and sent a message.

"Amelia, can you please stop this? I was genuinely worried and upset with you that day Seraphina had her baby. If someone close to me got hurt, how could I do business out there? Especially Seraphina; you know she saved me eight years ago. We can't be ungrateful."

"I always act with discretion. I asked Dean Miller about your condition beforehand, and he said a natural birth would be no problem for you. Besides, I left five specialists outside that day. We're married, and you're carrying my child. How could I bear for anything to happen to you?"

"Please, come home with the baby. The baby is small, and you need someone to take care of you. I'll wait for you at home."

After sending the message, Landon sank into the sofa. Outside, a sudden thunderstorm raged. He quickly stood up and called Mike, his driver.

"Get ready, take me to the hospital. Amelia is terrified of thunder. I'll go keep her company."

The phone rang again as soon as he hung up.

Landon hesitated for two seconds when he saw the caller ID but answered anyway. Seraphina's tearful voice came through.

"Landon, It's thundering outside, and the baby won't stop crying. I'm so scared…"

Mike had already come in, braving the rain. "Mr. Thorne, the car is ready."

Landon got into the car through the rain.

As Mike started driving towards the hospital, Landon spoke in a low voice.

"don't go to the hospital. Go to Ms. Vance's place."