Chapter 3

After a few days of rest, I was finally able to get up.

The first thing I did was go looking for Nora.

As expected, she was in Declan's hospital room.

During this time, to take care of Declan, she had applied to stay by his bedside, watching over him 24/7.

In the room, Declan said something that made her laugh.

I watched quietly through the glass window. In front of me, Nora rarely smiled.

When we were together, it was either silence or arguments; she seldom had such moments of joy.

Perhaps separating was the right choice for us.

I knocked on the door, startling the two inside.

When Nora saw it was me, she panicked and stood up, seemingly wanting to explain something.

But just as she opened her mouth, Declan's coughing fit drowned her out.

For a moment, Nora was too busy to care about me, concerned with pouring Declan a cup of hot water and gently encouraging him to drink.

Facing Declan's provocative gaze, I felt calm, waiting silently on the side.

Once Nora finished helping him drink the water, I handed over the document in my hand.

"This is the treatment plan for Declan; it needs a signature."

Declan had congenital heart disease, and his parents, seeing him as a burden, had long cut ties with him.

Recently, Nora had been the one signing his surgery papers.

Nora took the document, glanced through a few pages, and quickly signed it.

Watching her sign the last page, the weight in my heart finally lifted.

"Nora, could you step out for a moment? I need to talk to Declan."

Nora hesitated but eventually left and closed the door.

Once the door was closed, the gentleness on Declan's face vanished. He scoffed.

"What? Are you here to persuade me to leave Nora?"

I shook my head, responding calmly.

"No, I'm the one leaving. Nora and I are already divorced. I hope you can take good care of her from now on."

Declan was taken aback, looking at me incredulously.

"You'd actually be willing to divorce Nora? I thought you loved her too much to ever let go."

A wave of bitterness washed over me. What good is love?

I've realized that forcing things won't lead to a good outcome.

Thinking of something else important, I urged Declan.

"Nora is pregnant now. Her uterine wall is thin, and a miscarriage could cause severe bleeding. For her health's sake, I hope you keep the child if you two end up together."

Declan was momentarily stunned, then let out a mocking laugh.

"Are you crazy? Do you expect me to raise another man's child?"

I frowned, adding, "I'll cover child support. If you two don't want to raise the child, I can take care of it myself without you paying a cent."

"All this is for Nora's health."

In my past life, Nora lost her ability to have children due to a miscarriage. I won't let that happen again.

Declan coldly replied, "What does her body have to do with me? If you want her to give birth, you can take the child yourself."

"But you'll have to pay me some money, as a sort of compensation for my troubles! If you want me to take over, you need to show some sincerity!"

Hearing this, I was dumbfounded.

Declan had always seemed so devoted to Nora in front of her, which was why I was willing to let them be together.

But I never expected Declan to be this kind of person!

I couldn't help but ask, "You're only with her for the money?"

Declan glanced at me, sneering. "What else? Where else am I going to find a sucker willing to pay for my treatment?"

Furious, I stepped forward and grabbed Declan by the collar, just as the door lock suddenly clicked.

"Bang!"

Declan flipped off the bed, landing awkwardly on the floor.

"What are you doing, Cloud?" Nora rushed in and pushed me aside.

Declan covered his face, sobbing, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have met with you again."

She stood protectively in front of Declan, glaring at me with hostility.

"Nora, I didn't touch him..."