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"translate_text": "\"Here, have swater.\"\nHis voice was gentle, one hand cradling the back of her head, guiding the rim of the
glass to her lips.\nZoey instinctively wanted to pull away, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nolan watching them
intently.\nThe child's gaze was so earnest, as if he truly wished for them to reconcile.\nlf she dodged, it would surely break his
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtheart, leading to tears again.\nShe didn't want Nolan to cry anymore.\nLowering her lashes, she quietly drank the water.\nFitch
wiped a droplet of water from the corner of her mouth, \"Want more?\"\nShe shook her head, glancing at Nolan's swollen, bun-like
eyes, \"Pour sfor Nolan.\"\nFitch was about to use the sglass, but she cautioned him, \"Use a new one, I'm in the hospital.
Better safe from germs.\"\nFitch chuckled lightly and switched glasses.\nNolan held the cup, sipping the water slowly, innocent as a
young cub.\nBut while cubs grow under their parents’ protection, he...\nZoey felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.\nThe family of
three sat in the hospital room, none knowing quite what to say.\nFeeling tired, Zoey lay down.\nFitch tucked her in, asking, \"What
would you like for dinner?\"\nlt was his way of trying to engage her in conversation.\nZoey closed her eyes, \"Anything's
fine.\"\n\"Hmm, how about soup?\"\n\"What kind?\"\n\"Chicken soup, fish soup, pork rib soup, whatever you want really, but the
doctor said it has to be light.\"\nNolan chimed in, \"Chicken soup, Mommy, it's yummy.\"\nSeems like he was yearning for the
chicken soup Fitch would make.\nZoey suddenly smiled, \"Then, chicken soup it is.\"\nThat smile dazzled Fitch, leaving him
somewhat disbelieving that Zoey had smiled at him.\nHe couldn't help but lean in, \"Honey...\"\nHe barely got the word out before
Zoey frowned, and his heart ached once more, pretending not to notice, he kissed her cheek.\nStanding up, he said to Nolan,
\"Stay here with your mom, I'll go hand make the soup.\"\nNolan was about to nod when Zoey opened her eyes.\n\"Leaving
the kid in the hospital, if | fall asleep and he encounters strangers, what then? | don't needpany here. Better he goes with you;
| won't be at ease otherwise.\"\nNolan's head drooped, tears beginning to form, \"Mommy, don't you like Nolan?\"\nZoey felt her
heart clench at his crying, quickly sitting up, \"No, honey, Mommy's just worried about you. I'm so tired, if | fall asleep | won't see
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou. I'm scared you might be taken by strangers.\"\n\"Then, Mommy,e hwith Nolan and me.\"\nFitch's gaze flickered,
staying silent.\nZoey wanted to refuse, but looking at the small swirl of hair on the top of Nolan's head, her heart
melted.\n\"Mommy has to stay in the hospital for a couple more weeks; | can't leave yet. We'll go htogether once I'm
discharged, okay?\"\nNolan's eyes brightened, and he wrapped his arms around her neck, planting a kiss on her
cheek.\n\"Okay.\"\nIn that moment, Zoey felt as if, maybe, fortune was starting to favor her.\nHaving Nolan was better than
anything else.\nShe watched Nolan and Fitch leave, looking back every few steps, before she could finally drift off to sleep.\nOnce
outside the hospital room, Fitch lifted Nolan into his arms, pinching his cheek lightly.\n\"Good job.\"\nNolan didn't respond, too tired
from crying for so long; after all, he was still so young.\nFitch placed him in the passenger seat, cupping his face with both
hands.\n\"Rest if you're tired. Do this next time, and your mom will stay.\"\nHe had never regretted doting on this child."
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