Veronica knew that Destiny had stayed up all night, and she nodded. "Yeah, I feel much better."
"Go wash up and have something to eat," she said, pointing at Veronica's belly, "Even if it's for their sake, you have to take good care of yourself."
"All right."
Veronica was quiet as she got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, then obediently returned to the bed and leaned against it.
Destiny pushed the overbed table in front of her and placed her breakfast on top of it. "This is a nutritious porridge that I had someone prepare for you. Eat as much as you can."
Though Veronica's left arm was injured, it did not affect her ability to eat. She sat quietly on the bed and ate, and even though she was pregnant and experienced morning sickness, she still forced herself to hold it in and finished everything. Destiny was right. Even if it was for the sake of the children in her belly, she had to take good care of herself.
Upon seeing Veronica's excessive quietness, Destiny grew more and more worried. "They're already doing their best to search for Young Master Matthew, so it should be fine."
"Yeah. I believe in them."
Other than believing, she had no other choice. Being pregnant, she could only stay in the hospital to nurture her babies. She even felt that the two children had come at a bad time, affecting her ability to find Matthew, but then she thought that if Matthew was gone, then these two children would be a gift from God that kept his bloodline alive.
No, that won't happen. He won't die so easily. Veronica kept reassuring herself inwardly, not even daring to touch her phone again.
After a day had passed, no one showed up in the ward. Two days later, except for Destiny and Luke, there was still no one else. However, on the third day, Crayson finally turned up.
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