The Wrong Woman
Chapter 522

Nathan's expression hardened as he said, "Avery visits this beauty salon every week, and it's whereyou were abducted from. Clearly, something is not right with that establishment."

"What should we do now?" Fenna asked.

Nathan remained silent, wheeling Fenna to the orthopedics department. He handed the report to thedoctor and briefed him on the situation.

As Fenna received treatment, Nathan exited the room and retrieved his phone from his coat, only todiscover it was switched off.

After powering it on, he was greeted with a barrage of missed calls and messages. A somberexpression fell upon Nathan's face as he examined the notifications.

He noticed numerous missed calls from Cole, a dozen from his parents, several from Taylor andWendy, and one from Phoebe.

In addition, there were two missed calls from Mila.

At that moment, Nathan's heart felt like it exploded, and he promptly dialed Mila's number.

With frustration bubbling inside him, Nathan stormed into the hospital room.

"Did you turn off my phone?" he bellowed furiously at Fenna, who was undergoing treatment.

Both Fenna and the attending doctor were startled by his sudden outburst.

Fenna nervously shook her head, swallowing hard. "No, I didn't touch your phone," she insisted.

As Nathan's phone continued to ring unanswered, his anxiety surged. However, there was no time todwell on why his phone had been turned off. He swiftly dialed Cole's number, walking away as the call

connected.

Fenna shoved the doctor aside, hobbling after Nathan in a panic. "Nate, I'm still injured. Where are yougoing? Are you just going to abandon me like this?"

However, Nathan was too consumed by his concerns to heed her cries.

As Cole picked up the phone, urgency laced his voice. "General Morrison, something's happened toMrs. Morrison. You need to come to the hospital immediately."

At that moment, Nathan felt his heart shatter. His mind went blank, and he dashed out of the hospital ina panic, feeling as if he were sprinting a hundred yards.

Fenna attempted to follow, but her injuries slowed her down. She called out sorrowfully from behind,"Nate, Nate... Are you just going to leave me like this?"

The brightly illuminated hospital room was permeated with the scent of disinfectant.

Mila gradually regained consciousness, weakly parting the curtain and flexing her fingers slightly.

She felt the reassuring grip of a warm, steady hand holding hers. As she moved her fingers, Nathan'sconcerned face came into view, hovering close to hers.

Nathan appeared tense, his gaze filled with worry as he gently asked, "Chubs, are you awake? Do youfeel any discomfort?"

Soon, a cluster of faces surrounded her-Zach, Vera, Taylor, Wendy, Daniel, Cole, and Nathan.

Disregarding Nathan's presence, Mila closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Chubs, do you feel any discomfort? Please let me know how you're feeling," Florence spoke up.

Gary quickly instructed Cole, "Go fetch the doctor to check on her."

Cole promptly left the room.

Meanwhile, Florence pressed the call button by the bedside, summoning the doctor.

Mila sensed the concern emanating from everyone around her.

However, amidst the flurry of worry, her mind fixated on one thing. "Where's the baby?" she croaked.

Nathan's voice, tinged with guilt and

anxiety, reached her ears as he gently clasped her hand. "The baby is in the Reonatal ICU," hemurmured. "He's a boy, weighing three pounds and six ounces, His lungs aren't fully developed, so he'llneed to stay in the incubator."

Her baby was alive.

Despite her excitement, Mila couldn't shake the heartbreak and distress she felt. Her baby, weighingonly three pounds six ounces, seemed so tiny and fragile.

Instead, her heart ached faintly, prompting her to withdraw her hand and turn to Florence. "Florence,where's Phoebe?"

"Phoebe is fine. She's resting in the ward," Florence reassured gently.

Florence leaned closer, offering her a tissue. "Don't cry. You've just welcomed a beautiful baby into theworld. Now, it's important to focus on your well-being. Tears won't mend anything. Stay positive, that'sthe key to a swift recovery