He called his assistant, and ten minutes later he had the hospital address and room number.
“Turn around. We’re going to Cabinda Hospital.”
Mamie was slumped on a wooden bench, eyes closed, her hand pressed to her stomach. In the hospital room, the monitor sent out soft beeps every so often. She was barely sleeping at all.
So the second the door handle turned, Mamie’s eyes shot open.
Scott stood in the doorway, his gaze dropping to where her hand rested. His brow creased. “Did you eat anything?”
Mamie blinked, surprised to see him. “What are you doing here?”
“I heard from Dorothea. Something this serious, why didn’t you tell me?”
He walked over and glanced at the numbers on the monitor. “I just talked to the doctor about Josh. His heart rate and breathing are steady. Vitals look good.”
“I’ll have my assistant stay here. Let me take you to get something to eat.”
Mamie started to protest, but he cut her off. “Don’t even say you’re not hungry. Your stomach’s acting up because you haven’t eaten.”
She let out a breath and looked at the monitor again. Everything was normal.
“Alright. Thank you.”
They walked out of the room together. As the elevator doors closed, Scott spoke quietly. “Sorry if I was too blunt earlier. I wasn’t trying to scold you. I’m just worried.”
His words sent her heart skittering in her chest.
She didn’t have the energy to untangle her feelings. “I don’t blame you. Thanks for coming to see my dad.”
Scott’s lips pressed into a thin line. “We agreed to be a couple, right? Even if it’s just for show, you can still tell me things. I don’t see it as a hassle. Stuff like this is easy for me to handle.”
“If you can’t finish, it’s fine. Don’t stress about wasting food. We can take the rest to go.”
That night, Mamie kept replaying everything in her mind. Why had her life turned out this way? Why had she become someone else’s adopted daughter? The questions just kept building up inside her. She had nobody to talk to.
Until Scott showed up.
Mamie stirred her bowl of congee, then looked up suddenly. “Scott, can I ask you something?”
Scott raised his eyebrows a little, reading the confusion in her eyes. He answered gently. “Of course. What is it?”
“I have this friend. She always thought her parents loved her more than anything. But if one day she found out she was actually adopted... what should she do?”
Scott’s gaze sharpened for a moment. Was Mamie talking about herself?

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