She wakes up and realizes that she is lying in a quiet ward.

This ward is very large. It has about 100 square meters. It's different from the general crowded and cluttered ward. It has a large bathroom and an open kitchen, and equipped with refrigerator and television. It even has fitness equipment.

Although everything is open, with green plants and furniture for functional zoning, it looks almost as comfortable as an apartment. Apart from the various device buttons on the wall and the fetal heart rate monitor at the bedside, it is no different from an ordinary apartment.

Beside the bed stands a well-dressed middle-aged woman. She sees Nina Morrison wake up and comes over with a smile. "Miss Morrison, you wake up. I cooked some porridge for you. May I bring it to you now?" Although she is asking, it is impossible to refuse.

"Who are you, please?" Nina Morrison is a little confused.

"I'm Paige. Master specifically asked me to come and serve you." Paige is also surprised. Who is the girl? Lucien Gray invited her from the old house to take care of her. She's master's wet nurse. Her status is much more respectable than that of an ordinary servant.

"Where is Lucien Gray?" Nina Morrison looks around and does not see Lucien Gray.

Paige is a little unhappy. "Master went to the company."

She calls master's name impolitely. She's just pregnant. But it's OK. It will also be good if Miss Morrison can have a son.

Paige's face softens a little and she says, "I'll bring you porridge and vegetables. You can eat and rest for a while. After all, you are pregnant and need more rest."

Nina Morrison has no appetite at all but she is embarrassed to refuse Paige's kindness. She has to eat a little. After dinner, she has nothing to do so she turns on the TV.

The news is on. It's boring. Nina Morrison is about to change the channel and suddenly sees a figure.

Nina Morrison's slender fingers grip the sheets. Her eyes are wide open. The man interviewed on TV is Andrew Williams. He is her Andrew.

He looks thinner but his temperament is still so refined and elegant.

Nina Morrison stares at the TV with longing and eagerness. She greedily stares at the familiar and strange face in the TV. She wants to engrave him in her mind and never forgets...

"President Williams, why did you contribute fifty million of the decoration fund to the C city museum this time?" The reporter's question is aggressive.

"Because of an old friend. I lost touch with this friend. I heard she is also in C city. She likes painting very much. I donates money to the art gallery. I hopes she can have a good mood when she goes to the art gallery to see the exhibition."

"It seems that this old friend is very important to you. Is she a gentleman or a lovely lady?" The reporter questions.

Andrew Williams has a good-tempered smile. "She is a very lovely girl."

There is a sudden uproar from the crowd around.

"President Williams, you are engaged to the mayor's daughter. Aren't you afraid your fiancee will be jealous when she hears that?" The reporter immediately gets excited and feels that he knows another gossip. He even makes the headline for tomorrow. "Andrew Williams hasn't forgotten his first love. The mayor's daughter is on the waiting list."

Nina Morrison can't hear clearly what Andrew Williams answers on television. Tears rush out without warning. No explanation is needed. She knows that the very lovely girl he talks about is her.

Her Andrew never forgets her...

Andrew, forget her...

She is not worth his attention. She is a dirty mistress. He is bright and happy. His life is ten thousand times better than hers.

Nina Morrison buries her face in her arms and weeps quietly. She's like a wounded beast. She hides in the corner and licks the wound silently. Memories sweep through all her thoughts like water...

It's too sad to say anything.