Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 282: Following a thorough examination that lasted over ten minutes, the doctor reassured her that Nyla was out of danger before leaving. Nyla slowly opened her eyes, her body weak. "Bonnie..." she whispered. Bonnie immediately leaned in closer, concern clear in her eyes. "Yes, I'm here." "Did I have a miscarriage?" Nyla's voice was faint, each word filled with sorrow. The words themselves were heartbreaking. Bonnie opened her mouth, intending to offer comfort, but as her eyes met Nyla's vacant, lifeless gaze, tears streamed down her face.

Nyla lay still, staring at the ceiling, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Her eyes were dry, as if all her tears had been exhausted. She lay motionless, offering no reaction or outward emotion. Bonnie felt a deep sense of fear grip her heart. "Nyla, please, just cry. Let it out," her voice trembled as she leaned over the bed, her face desperate as she searched for any reaction from Nyla. Nyla turned her head faintly, offering a smile that was more painful than any tears. "Nyla, don't force yourself, please." The weight of the miscarriage seemed unbearable for Nyla.

Within moments, she fainted again. Panicked, Bonnie called for the doctor. Only after receiving reassurance that Nyla was stable did she finally feel a wave of relief. "The patient's condition is concerning," the doctor advised after reviewing the report. "It's crucial for her to express her emotions." Bonnie's worry deepened. "I understand. I'll do what I can." gⱯlnσνes․com is your update hub "Her body is still fragile. We must avoid further agitation. It's best to focus on helping her regain strength first.

But she mustn't suppress her emotions, or it could lead to depression," the doctor cautioned. Taking in the advice, Bonnie walked back to the ward but hesitated at the door without going in. At some point, Ethan appeared beside her. "What did the doctor say? I heard she woke up briefly." Bonnie snapped out of her thoughts, momentarily caught off guard, before answering, "The doctor said her condition isn't good. She didn't cry or react at all when she woke up. He warned that she might be at risk for depression." Ethan's brow furrowed slightly as his hand lingered on the door handle.

Bonnie suddenly asked, "What do you plan to do?" Ethan responded, "I'll help her express her emotions." Bonnie wasn't entirely convinced, but she knew that Ethan was the only one who could help. . . .