Adelina sighed inwardly. She was her flesh and blood; she had to help her.
It was their fault for not raising her better. Now, they had to swallow this bitter pill.
After an agonizing half-hour wait, Natalie was wheeled out. She was pale, but her face was unblemished.
Mandy had focused all her strikes on Natalie's body. Even the kicks had landed on her torso, leaving her face unmarked.
Tears streamed down Natalie's cheeks. Her heartbroken, fragile appearance shattered the Gates family.
"Nat! Nat, how are you?" Adelina rushed forward, genuinely aching for her daughter.
The Lane family crowded around as well.
"Honey, are you okay?" Jordan grabbed Natalie's hand, his voice laced with concern.
Natalie's father turned to the doctor, who addressed the group. "The patient has severe bruising on her torso from physical trauma. Unfortunately, we couldn't save the baby. She has suffered a miscarriage. She'll be extremely weak for the next few days and needs to be hospitalized for observation."
"When she goes home, she must rest thoroughly, just as she would during postpartum recovery. She needs time to heal. She's young; there will be other chances to have children."
"My wife had a miscarriage?" Jordan asked, his voice shaking. "How far along was she? We didn't even know."
"A little over a month. It's completely normal that you didn't know yet."

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