Chapter 2
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When Melody woke up again, she was in a hospital room.
The sharp scent of disinfectant filled her nose, and her temples throbbed with a stabbing pain.
“Who gave you the right to risk Melody’s life? If anything happens to her or the baby, I’ll never forgive you!”
Elaine’s voice rang out.
“But watching something happen to you would be worse than dying myself.”
“You bastard! You promised me you’d let her keep this baby. If Melody loses another child, she w
This book had been added on your bookshelf.
Melody’s heart clenched painfully. She turned her head toward the voices.
At the doorway, Graham stood there, taking Elaine’s scolding without a hint of anger. He simply reached out and affectionately patted her head.
“Unless something unexpected happens, I always keep my promises to
you.
“If you’re still worried, move in here and keep an eye on me until the baby’s born.”
Melody’s hands and feet went cold.
Three years of marriage, seven pregnancies, seven unexplained miscarriages.
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She’d changed everything she could–never ate food from outside, avoided unfamiliar places, even moved into the hospital for bed rest.
But nothing could stop the miscarriages, and no one could ever figure out why.
Graham had watched her break down again and again—wracked with guilt, falling apart, spiraling into depression.
She even found herself feeling sorry for him, for the pressure he endured to have a child, guilty that she couldn’t give him one.
Only now did she realize–the last person she would ever suspect, Graham, was the real culprit all along.
The blessing charm dug painfully into her palm. Melody looked down.
The soaked charm revealed faint writing beneath the paper. She unfolded
- it.
“May Elaine’s every wish come true.”
Signed, Graham.
A fresh wave of pain twisted in Melody’s chest. So even the blessing charm he’d begged for wasn’t truly for her and the baby.
Whether her child lived or died–it all depended on Elaine’s word.
Graham really did love Elaine. Loved her so much it made Melody sick. “Melody!”
Elaine noticed she was awake and rushed over, delighted. “You’re finally up! Don’t worry, the doctor said the baby’s fine. I made some soup just for you–you and the baby both need the nourishment.”
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Melody’s throat tightened. She couldn’t even find a reason to blame
Elaine.
It was the hospital’s mistake that switched them at birth.
When the truth about their identities came out, Elaine was the first to urge the Rosmere family to bring their real daughter home.
If not for that, Graham wouldn’t have been able to save Melody in time.
Even after Melody returned to the Rosmere family, Elaine left right away, giving everything back to her.
Melody accepted the soup numbly, unable to taste a thing.
But as soon as she took a few sips, a suffocating feeling crept over her. Instinctively, she clutched her chest, her face turning ghostly pale.
“What did you put in the soup?”
“N–nothing!” Elaine stammered, panicked. “It’s just vegetable and lentil soup. The internet says veggies are good for pregnant women, so I made it for you.”
But the very first time Melody had an allergic reaction and was rushed to the ER after returning to the Rosmere family, it was because of a vegetable soup Elaine had made.
Melody curled up in pain, unable to speak.
Elaine’s eyes filled with tears. “Melody, what’s wrong? Please, don’t scare
me…”
Graham pulled Elaine into his arms, his eyes full of concern. “Shh, don’t cry. It’s okay. Don’t be afraid.”
Melody barely managed to sit up and reach for the call button. The
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moment she pressed it, her strength gave out, and she collapsed off the bed, dizzy and disoriented.
Graham quickly pulled Elaine out of the way, making sure she didn’t get hurt at all.
Nurses and doctors rushed in, scrambling to treat Melody.
In the chaos, Melody saw Graham holding Elaine, gently patting her back, comforting her.
And in Graham’s arms, Elaine looked at Melody with a mocking smile.
Suddenly, Melody realized–her fall into the river might not have been an accident after all.
The seemingly pure and kind Elaine was by no means innocent.
Melody bit her lip so hard she tasted blood.
At last, her symptoms began to ease.
Elaine somehow looked even more pitiful.
“I simmered that soup for three hours. I added vegetables and some lentils. Is there something in it you’re allergic to?”
Before Melody could answer, Graham spoke up, “It’s not an allergy. Her blood sugar dropped. It has nothing to do with
you.”
“Really?” Elaine pretended to hesitate. “How could low blood sugar be that serious?”
“You know her health has always been fragile.”
Melody stared at Graham, suddenly finding it all absurd.
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Elaine, with her innocent act, did the cruelest things.
And Graham, afraid Elaine might blame herself, brushed off three years of miscarriages and depression with a simple, “She has always been fragile.”
“If her blood sugar’s low, she should eat more. Melody, have some more soup, okay?” Elaine offered her the bowl again with a gentle smile.
“You both know it’s not my blood sug
“Don’t waste Elaine’s kindness. Olive isn’t well, either. You don’t want her worrying about you, do you?”
Graham’s tone was soft but carried a warning. He took the soup from Elaine and held it out to Melody.
“Drink it. Don’t be difficult.”
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