"My father said that Franklin was supposed to have dinner with Natasha at home today. | don't know why he showed up," Lucille answered.
Her belly hurt from time to time. The period of time without pain were truly moments of bliss for her.
"So, did he hit you?"
Zoel fretted about this matter.
"He..."
Although she had decided to cut Franklin off, when Zoel asked about it, she could not help but cover up for him.
It was very quiet inside the car. Lucille didn't say anything, nor did he ask any more questions.
However, the labor pains continued assaulting her periodically and constantly.
Zoel drove her all the way to the hospital. After a quick checkup, she was wheeled into the delivery room right away.
In the cramped delivery room, Lucille went through the longest eight hours of her life. She stayed in that room from evening till midnight, in pain, sleepy and hungry. She then ate a few pieces of chocolate. Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, the sound of a baby's cry rang out in the silent delivery room.
The doctor came over and told her that it was a girl.
When Lucille was sent to the ward, she saw not only Abby and Marie, but also Zoel outside.
"Lucille, you're a trooper!"
"Wow, you almost scared me to death. I thought something went wrong."
Marie and Abby gathered around to express their concern for her in their own ways.
"Come on, the baby was delivered safely." Lucille glanced at Zoel, who was keeping his distance and standing behind Marie and Abby. "Thank you, Mr. Parker. Go back and have a good rest. I'm really sorry that you had to wait till this late at night."
"Alright, I'll be going then."
As there were three women in the ward and Lucille might have to undergo another checkup later, it might be awkward for him to stay there, as the sole man. With this reasoning in mind, he took his leave.
After he left, Abby immediately hurried to Lucille's side. "Wow, is he the owner of the gallery? He seems interested in you! We asked him to go back, but he refused to leave."
"No way, he probably has someone else that he likes. Besides, I'm not that alluring. There's no way everyone likes me."
Lucille didn't forget that incident when she and Zoel were in the gallery previously. He fell asleep, dazedly held her in his arms, and called her "Megan".
Marie was on Abby's side. She said, "I think he's a good catch. If he doesn't mind that you have a child. You should give him a serious thought."
"Marie, my only focus for now is raising my child. As for other matters, I'll cross that bridge when I get to it." Lucille paused for a moment and added, "Plus, it's unfair for all parties if I get into a new relationship now."
Her heart still yearned for Franklin too.
Lucille recalled his obvious look of concern when Zoel carried her to the car the day before.
It was so distinct; she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.
"Bed 39." A doctor came in, looking at Lucille on the hospital bed. "Your baby has a unilateral cleft lip. Apart from that, everything's normal."
"When can the baby undergo corrective surgery?"
This was Lucille's top concern.
"The child has to undergo general anesthesia during the surgery. As it's risky, the surgery will have to wait until the baby has grown a little. However, corrective surgery for a unilateral cleft lip is a relatively simple procedure. She can undergo the surgery after a hundred days, but it will also depend on her condition at that time."
The doctor gave Lucille a brief explanation.
"That's great." From the sound of it, she could rest assured that her child's cleft lip was not a serious issue. She finally relaxed, but soon after, she asked again, "How much does the surgery cost?"
"We'll make it happen no matter the cost," declared Abby instantly.
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