Exhaling in relief, the head nurse attended to the wound on Raegan's hand.

After some hesitation, Raegan inquired, “Excuse me, may I know about my baby..."

Concentrating on disinfecting Raegan's wound, the head nurse replied, "Don't worry. You need additional nourishment. The baby's growth is a bit behind schedule, so the doctor has ordered a_ special nutritional supplement for you."

Seizing the nurse's arm, Raegan questioned eagerly, “Does this mean my baby is still alive?"

The nurse gave her an odd look and replied, “Absolutely.”

For a moment, Raegan was in disbelief, gazing at the nurse in astonishment.

The head nurse went on, “Your husband is really something. The younger nurses were singing his praises this morning, talking about how good-looking and attentive he is to you. I never thought he'd act like this toward you!"

Embarrassed, Raegan clarified, "He's not to blame. I got so emotional that I yanked the IV out myself."

The head nurse's eyes widened.

"So, he didn't do it?"

Raegan shook her head.

Grinning sheepishly, the head nurse remarked, "Seems like I misjudged him. He has been by your side the entire night."

However, Raegan couldn't help but speculate whether Mitchel had stayed to seize an opportunity to harm her when she was awake.

Changing the IV bag, the head nurse left without another word.

Soon after, the measured sound of footsteps resonated from the corridor.

Feeling unsettled, Raegan instinctively didn't want to see Mitchel.

So she closed her eyes, feigning sleep.

Mitchel entered the room, noticing the anxious quiver of Raegan's eyelashes.

He internally scoffed, thinking she was quite the poor actress.

Expressionless, he opened the lunchbox, releasing the savory scent of porridge into the room.