He was remarkably observant, noticing that she experienced stomach pains during her period. This took Nina by surprise. She used to believe that even if she spent her entire life with him, he might never truly understand her preferences or her health condition. If she ever became ill, he might be the last to know.

But now, with the passage of time, even if he didn't wish to remember it, he would inevitably remember.

Nina blew on the ginger tea, then drank it all in one go.

"Rest well," Nash carefully tucked her in.

Nina gazed at him and asked, "Where are you going later?"

"I'll be at home, not going anywhere," Nash replied.

Nina would wonder where he would be today, considering he wasn't home a few days ago.

There were so many places he could be, but eventually, he would settle somewhere.

Nash noticed the disappointment on her face. The next moment, he lay down and slipped under the covers, his hand resting on her abdomen. "Is it still hurting?"

Nina's body tensed, staring at Nash. "How come you're lying down?"

"Just keeping you company." Nash's hand gently stroked her belly, trying to alleviate her pain. "Will this help?"

Nina pursed her lips, feeling guilty deep down. She had to continue with the lie. "It's getting better."

"Don't stay up too late," Nash's voice was soft and low, advising, "Staying up late disrupts your hormones. Take care of your body, otherwise, you'll suffer every time."

His caring words made Nina feel a pang of bitterness. He also had such a caring side.

Nina added, "Actually, I was quite surprised today when you took me to see Grandpa George. And you even introduced me as your wife in front of him."

Nash hesitated for a moment before asking, "Did it bother you?"

Nina shook her head. "Not really."

"As long as you're not bothered." Nash was still concerned that she might mind, feeling that he had exposed their relationship without her consent. He also feared that she might have reservations about this identity.

Nina didn't say anything more, but she felt that Nash seemed to be increasingly considering her feelings and respecting her.

Yet, whenever she thought about how he had married her just to use her, all the beautiful illusions shattered.

"Grandpa George's son died unexpectedly while on a mission," Nash whispered softly in her ear. "He's getting old and doesn't have anyone by his side. He keeps postponing treatment even when he's sick. He used to enjoy lively company but now it's gotten pretty lonely. I've been tied up with work and haven't been able to drop by. You should pay him more visits."

Nina didn't expect this additional information. "He passed away? Does he have any children left?"

"He has one granddaughter," Nash replied.

"Then Grandpa George must be quite pitiful."

Such a friendly old man going through such hardships.

"Yeah," Nash stopped there. "Looks like you're tired too. You should rest."

Perhaps it was his warmth that made her quickly fall asleep in his arms.

---

Nina was awakened by a phone call. Just as she answered, she heard Julia's urgent voice, "Nina, come to the hospital quickly. Your dad fell!"

"What?" Nina was still groggy, but immediately woke up, sitting up straight. "Mom, I'm coming right away!"

After quickly getting ready, she rushed to the hospital. As she reached the door of the ward, she heard voices arguing inside.

Her second aunt was nagging, "Zion, I just wanted you to help us out a bit. Was it necessary to hurt yourself? I'm begging you, it's not just for my sake, it's for your younger brother. He's your only sibling, and if something were to happen to him, you'd regret it."

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