I was instantly happy. At 3 PM, Honeydew's luxury nanny car was parked at the hospital entrance. Melinda helped me walk, while Melinda had disappeared again.
The maternity nurse held my newborn son. It was my first time seeing him. He was tiny, wrinkled, and quite ugly.
The gates of Honeydew opened for us. "Welcome home."
It was full of ceremony; the money was well spent.
Honeydew has two villas, and I was going to stay in the largest one in the middle of the courtyard, which looked like a castle.
I wasn't sure if it was just my illusion, but as we passed by a nondescript villa in the corner, I felt someone watching us.
Following my instinct, I looked over and saw only dark windows. This area shouldn't be for guests.
On the first day in the presidential suite, dinner and a late-night snack were delivered on time. Doctors and nurses checked on me, and the manager briefed me on the schedule for the next day.
At the postpartum care center, I wouldn't get bored. There were many activities every day. As a first-time mother, I was curious about everything and wanted to experience it all. But strangely, I never ran into Mia.