Chapter 4 Dreams
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Layla felt that she was standing on a vast and endless grassland with a towering tree in the middle. She stood alone under the blue sky. Suddenly, she heard someone calling her in the distance.
"Layla...Layla..." One after another, calm and warm, it was Collin's voice.
Layla wanted to respond but she couldn't make any sound, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling her throat.
"Layla, you have to take good care of him!" Collin's voice gradually became blurred.
Layla thought, "Who? Who is he?" She wanted to ask, but the sense of urgency in her throat became heavier and heavier, and even breathing became difficult.
Layla woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, her gaze was distracted, but the gray ceiling of the nursing home was still above her head.
"Are you OK?" Someone asked her.
Layla turned her head, and a young doctor was standing beside her. She knew Hayden Bart, the director of the private hospital owned by the Joan family.
Layla asked, "What's wrong with me?" As soon as her own voice came out, she was taken aback by herself. The voice was too hoarse.
Hayden said, "You were frightened, you suffered some skin trauma to your head, and, besides, you are pregnant."
"Pregnant?" Layla's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe the words she heard.
Hayden said with a look of pity, "That's right, pregnant. It's almost two months. How did you get such a disease? It would also affect your baby."
Layla only felt that life had played a joke on her.
She got pregnant at this time.
Layla's hand covered her lower abdomen, and there was already a little life there.
Their child had been there when she decided to divorce Krish.
Layla closed her eyes, with a mocking smile on her lips, suddenly thinking about what happened yesterday.
She said, "Yesterday..."
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