Chapter 1840
“This is Holley,” Gordon said.
“She was admitted under her mother’s care, but there may have been a man—someone who often visited her room discreetly, late at night.”
The moment the woman’s gaze landed on the image, recognition struck.
“Oh! Her!” The woman’s face lit up.
“Yes, yes, I remember now. I performed a cesarean on her that year.” She paused, then her eyes narrowed slightly in thought.
“Wasn’t she involved with some secret rich businessman on the side?”
Gordon’s brows lifted.
“How did you know that?”
The woman gave a soft exhale, casting her mind back.
“It was gossip among the night nurses. Apparently, around two in the morning, during rounds, one of them found a man in her room. The two of them were… well, kissing. The nurse reprimanded him, and he left quickly. But here’s the strange part—by morning, the same nurse spotted that man again. Only this time, he was in another woman’s room. And she was pregnant, too. So the nurse, being quite the gossip, asked the woman about him. She confirmed it—he was her husband.”
She gave a knowing sigh.
“That’s when we realized Holley must’ve been the mistress. Of course, these were private affairs… we didn’t meddle. Most of our patients came from well-connected families, so we kept our voices low and our heads down. At most, we gossiped about it privately.”
Lucas gave a single, thoughtful nod. His next question came out low and grave.
“During Holley’s delivery, did anything unusual happen? Was there anything amiss about her or her child?”
“Anything amiss?” The middle-aged woman knitted her brows, her gaze drifting as she sank into thought.
It had been years, and the details blurred like smudged ink on a fading page.
She fell silent as her mind combed through the past.
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Minutes slipped by—perhaps more than she realized—before she finally spoke.
“Well, there was something… a little unusual, I suppose. But looking back now, maybe it wasn’t all that strange after all.”
She paused to gather her thoughts, then continued with a mild shake of her head.
“Holley’s due date hadn’t arrived at that time, but she’d already scheduled a C-section. She didn’t wait for labor—just went ahead with the surgery. That struck me as odd at first, but then again, some families are very particular. They believe picking an auspicious time to give birth brings good fortune—shapes the child’s destiny in their favor. And given Holley’s background, I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted to change her child’s fate to improve her own life.”
She exhaled softly, the memory tugging at her.
“And even though the baby came a bit early, she was healthy—full-term by our estimates. Still, Holley insisted on placing her in the special care nursery for a few days. She had the money and asked for it—we followed protocol. I assumed she was just being cautious… maybe nervous about complications from the early delivery.”
Lucas was still listening, stern and motionless, but the slight tension in his jaw betrayed his thoughts.
Something about this was odd.
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