"I want to have a look." Ariana struggled to sit up, but Sarah stopped her.

"You're still weak. You have to stay in bed."

"No, let me have a look. Just one look." Ariana didn't care about herself now; all she could think about was what Sarah had said. She couldn't imagine what would happen if Theodore had really died.

Thinking of Theodore's body lying still and cold in the morgue, Ariana felt suffocated and wanted to cry.

"Do you know you are pregnant? You could lose this baby if you keep doing this." Sarah's tone was a mix of anger and worry.

After a short pause, Ariana put her hand to her belly and then grabbed Sarah.

Sarah said angrily, “Surely you know you're pregnant. Don't worry. Your baby is fine. Even your doctor felt it was incredible. Your pregnancy is not stable yet, but your baby is still fine after the accident. It is so lucky."

Ariana couldn't help but think of the moment of the crash.

Theodore had protected her and hadn't let her get injured.

So, indirectly, Theodore had been protecting his own child.

Sarah probed as she folded her arms across her chest.

"You have a child, but aren't you single? What's the story?"

Ariana sighed and offered a wry smile.

"I never said I was single. I've been married for quite some time now."

Sarah's mouth fell agape in shock.

"Married? When? To whom?" she gasped, her mind racing as she tried to piece together the puzzle.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to her.

“Mr. Theodore Anderson?" she queried, her voice filled with wonder.

Ariana simply nodded, confirming her suspicion.

"Yes."