"Mrs. Wescott, are you okay?" The nurse noticed something amiss with Belly Wescott, and she asked gently.
"It's nothing. I just happened to see a mother and her daughter, and it made me think of my own child." Belly replied, sounding emotional.
The nurse followed Belly's gaze and saw Aria Grant, who had a loving hold on Ivy Grant.
"If you take care of yourself, you'll be able to go home and see your child soon."
The nurse thought Belly was feeling sentimental and tried to comfort her.
"I know my condition. But I want to see my child so badly. If I don't see him, I feel more and more distressed. It seems like I have nothing to look forward to." Belly spoke with a sorrowful look on her face and teardrops forming in her eyes. She looked utterly woeful.
"Why don't you contact your husband and have him bring your child to see you?" Seeing that Belly was in tears, the nurse stumbled over her words.
"It's fine, let's go back."
