Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

“Waa waa waa,” the loud cries of a baby echoed through the operating room.

The sound awakened Juanita’s groggy consciousness on the operating table. It was the baby’s cry; she heard it, and knowing the baby was safe, her tense body suddenly relaxed.

A nurse came over holding the baby. “Congratulations, it’s a girl.”

“She’s really beautiful.”

Juanita forced a smile, the anesthesia making her mind unclear and her vision blurry. She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the baby in the nurse’s arms. The small, soft body was red and wrinkled, with eyes tightly shut and a tiny mouth open as if searching for something. She glanced at the baby, wondering how anyone could see beauty in this.

At that moment, the surgeon approached and said to Juanita, “The baby girl is premature and needs to stay in an incubator for a while. She can be discharged when she reaches full term.”

Juanita nodded.

The nurse then took the baby away.

Shortly after, two other nurses wheeled Juanita out of the operating room and into a VIP intensive care unit.

As soon as the door opened, Juanita saw Karl standing in the room, waiting anxiously.

Hearing the noise behind him, Karl immediately turned around. Seeing that Juanita was safe, his eyes lit up with relief.

The nurse smiled and said, “Congratulations, mother and daughter are both safe. However, the baby girl is premature and needs to be observed in an incubator for a while. You can see her later.”

Karl rushed to Juanita’s bedside and held her hand. “I’m so glad you’re okay. Our daughter is fine too.”

Juanita’s mind was foggy. How could she be seeing Karl again? It must be an illusion.

In her memory, she had been at home when her phone accidentally got soaked in tea and went black. She had struggled upstairs to find a spare phone to call for help. Standing on the stairs, she felt intense pain in her abdomen and started crying from mixed emotions. Behind her, she heard Karl calling her name so gently that she almost thought it was an illusion.

She had been too worried about him, missing him so much that she saw him?

After that, her consciousness began to blur; everything went dark as pain rendered her powerless. The last thing she felt was falling into a warm embrace.

She hadn’t completely lost consciousness. In a daze, she knew someone had taken her to the hospital and into surgery for an emergency C-section.

Lying on the operating table, she was in a daze.

After being injected with anesthesia in her waist, she drifted in and out of sleep until she heard the baby’s cries and regained some awareness.

Now, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, she reached out to touch the familiar handsome face before her. “Karl, is it really you? Didn’t you leave?”

She spoke haltingly. “Look at me, I’m so useless. You just left, and I already started missing you… even having hallucinations…”

Karl gripped her hand tightly and pressed it against his cheek. “It’s not a hallucination; it’s me. I didn’t leave.”

“I didn’t leave; thank goodness I didn’t… otherwise…”

He could hardly continue speaking.

“Why would a hallucination talk? I’m so tired… I want to sleep for a while…”

Juanita murmured as she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

It was unclear how long she slept before waking up suddenly with clear thoughts; the anesthesia had worn off.

She tried to move but felt her hand held firmly.

As soon as she moved, Karl woke up from where he had been resting beside her. He quickly sat up. “Juanita, you’re awake.”

Hearing Karl’s voice, Juanita looked at his slightly tired but handsome face with wide eyes. “It’s really you! I thought it was an illusion. Why are you here? Didn’t you leave?”

Karl still held her hand tightly. “Juanita, thank goodness I didn’t leave. If I had left… you scared me to death when you fainted on the stairs with blood flowing…”

He still felt terrified thinking about it.

If he had really left, neither Juanita nor their child might have survived.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Fortunately, his professional instincts and keen intuition made him notice something wrong with her when they said goodbye. She seemed to be trembling uncontrollably from within rather than from cold or fear; sweat beads on her forehead were unusual since it wasn’t hot inside nor was she overdressed. He also noticed that fetal movements felt different-more agitated than before-all signs indicating something was wrong with her.

So he turned back after walking some distance away.

Thanks to his timely return, he managed to get her to the hospital for an emergency C-section that saved both their lives.

“Thank goodness you both are fine now,” he said apologetically. “I’m sorry I should have stayed by your side all along.”

Juanita grabbed his hands nervously asking: “But what about Rohomes? You said midnight was our last chance! Now time has passed; won’t we miss it forever?”

Her lips trembled: “I’m not as fragile as you think; I just wanted another phone upstairs so I could call your mom for help getting me here safely without bothering you… But now what will happen since you’ve missed your chance?”

Karl suddenly hugged Juanita tightly: “I’m not going anywhere; I’ll stay here with you.”

Only he knew how dangerous things could have been if he were late by even one minute-he would regret it forever if anything happened because of his absence then…

“But…” Juanita hesitantly hugged him back: “What about Joyce? She’s still in danger…”

Karl hugged tighter: “Mr. Warner has gone there already along with Darrin & Reuben-they’ll handle everything fine-and Joyce is strong enough herself too… But right now-you only have me… Sorry for not doing better before-but from now on-I won’t ever leave again.”

Tears streamed down Juanita’s face uncontrollably-he gave up everything just for staying beside her now…

She clung onto his shoulders crying uncontrollably: “Sorry-it’s my fault causing trouble at such crucial times…”

Karl lifted up her chin gazing deeply into those tear-filled eyes: “Silly girl-it’s never your fault.”

“But what about Joyce?” Juanita asked anxiously worrying about everyone involved…

Karl held both hands tightly reassuringly saying: “Trust them-they’ll turn danger into safety surely.”

At this point-Juanita could only nod leaning against Karl’s chest…

“Have you seen our daughter yet?” She asked softly…

“Yes-I did-and she’s beautiful like you,” Karl replied gently smiling down at his beloved wife…

“Who says she looks like me? Where do you see beauty in such tiny wrinkled face?” Juanita doubted skeptically…

Karl playfully tapped lightly on forehead saying: “All newborns look wrinkled initially-they grow prettier over time…”

“Really?” She asked unsurely still doubting herself…

“With our genes combined-no way she’d turn out bad-looking-and if by any chance-we’ll make another one till perfection achieved!” joked Karl light-heartedly trying cheering up mood…

Karl sighed helplessly shaking head silently agreeing while chuckling inwardly at wife’s amusing thoughts…