A thin woman rushed in from the ward door, frantically picking up the thermos on the ground.
“Marlon, don't be angry. Maybe the chicken soup I cooked is not to Margret's liking.”
I was completely stunned.
It turned out that it was not Marlon who came to see me, but he brought his lover to show his affection.
Melanie was very beautiful.
Perhaps because she was taking care of her sick son, she looked a little haggard, but this made her seem even more pitiful.
I touched my face unconsciously.
Youth was fleeting.
I could not make that seductive look anymore.
But Marlon did not notice my disappointment at all.
His attention was all on Melanie. Seeing Melanie was scalded by the thermos, he rushed over impatiently, took the beauty's hand and examined it carefully.
Melanie broke free embarrassedly and glanced in my direction, which made Marlon feel distressed.
Her voice was soft as she said, “Marlon, I'm fine. Margret's health is more important now.”
As she spoke, she waved towards the door.
A bald little boy walked in.
“Isaias, come quickly and say hello to your aunt.”
The little boy looked very grim and Melanie led him to my bed.
Suddenly he put his hand on my belly.