Exhausted, I shook my head and murmured, âYou can go home now.
Letâs discuss this once Abbyâs condition has stabilized.
â
Andrew lingered for a moment, his gaze fixed on the closed doors of the emergency room, filled with guilt.
Eventually, he departed with a heavy heart.
Time seemed to slow as I waited anxiously.
Just as despair was about to take hold, the doors to the emergency room swung open.
A nurse wheeled Abby out.
Her tiny body lay motionless on the stretcher, stirring a profound sadness within me.
My emotions overflowed, tears streaming down my face.
The nurse, noticing my distress, reassured me gently, âDonât worry, sheâs going to be alright.
Sheâs just sleeping.
â
Comforted by her words, I managed to calm myself, my relief palpable as I expressed my gratitude to the medical staff repeatedly.
Debraâs POV:
After Abby was returned to the ward, I held her tightly.
Caleb gazed at Abby and me for a moment, smiling as he remarked, âSheâs a good girl.
She has your eyes and brows.
Sheâll grow up to be as beautiful as you.
â
Feeling the warmth in Calebâs eyes, my broken heart gradually eased.
Cradling the sleeping Abby, I confided in Caleb about her past.
âYou may not know, but Abby has always been a joy since birth.
Sheâs been healthy and easy to care for.
The maids who looked after her adored her.
Even the butler and bodyguards at the manor loved playing with her.
Sheâs fearless of strangers and giggles at everyone.
Sheâs been spoiled by everyone.
â
Caleb smiled, reaching out to touch the childâs face tenderly.
âIâve already asked Carlos to send bodyguards here.
Once they arrive, theyâll escort you and Abby back home first.
Iâll resolve matters with the witch clan quickly and join you soon.
â
I understood the gravity of the situation within the witch clan.
Our daughter had suffered, and I knew Caleb would seek justice for her.
But I couldnât shake the feeling that her suffering was somehow my fault.
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I wanted to witness firsthand the punishment of the person who harmed my daughter.
After contemplating for a moment, I grasped Calebâs sleeve and declared firmly, âI want to stay.
I need to see justice served with my own eyes.
â
âBut itâs too dangerous here.
You were drugged not long ago, and Abby was poisoned.
Iâm afraid the two of you will get hurt again.
â
Calebâs voice quivered.
He disagreed with my decision to stay.
It was the first time I had seen Caleb show fear in my presence.
I reassured him, patting the back of his hand.
âDonât worry.
Weâre vulnerable now, but once Carlos arrives, he can protect both me and our child.
Even if I stay a few more days, I wonât be at risk.
â
Caleb consented reluctantly, sensing my unwavering resolve.
We spent the entire day in the ward with Abby, doing nothing else.
The next morning, the doctor made the usual rounds of the wards.