Chapter 202 Raymond Heard Someone Advising Margaret to Get a Divorce
Margaret was itching to get out of the hospital. Being cooped up in that room felt like being a bird in a cage, and she was lonely as hell.
But Raymond wasn't having it. He was scared she'd try to get rid of his baby again if she left. So, instead of going to work at Hughes Group, Raymond set up shop in her hospital room to keep an eye on her.
Margaret didn't see it as him keeping her company, though. To her, it felt more like he was watching her every move.
Every day, she had to take a bunch of meds—vitamins, pregnancy stuff, but no sleeping pills, no painkillers, no antidepressants, and definitely no cancer meds.
At first, she told him to back off, saying she wasn't going anywhere and couldn't even if she wanted to. But he stuck around anyway.
Eventually, she gave up trying to talk him out of it. They were together, but they didn't talk. Raymond was glued to his laptop, working away, or he'd step out to take calls so he wouldn't disturb her.
Margaret spent her time eating, going to the bathroom, and daydreaming. She was getting really good at it, sometimes zoning out for hours.
Margaret really liked watching Raymond work. He looked all serious in his suit and glasses. Over the years, he'd grown up a lot, becoming more mature and, she had to admit, more attractive.
Meanwhile, she felt like she was falling apart. It was funny how things turned out. Years ago, she was the one everyone wanted to be around. Now, it was the other way around.
Raymond caught her staring and looked up. She quickly turned her gaze to the window. She thought, 'No matter how many times I look at him, we're done. He's not the same Raymond anymore.'
A week later, Raymond finally agreed to let her leave the hospital. She'd been counting down the days. As they stepped outside, the sunlight felt almost unreal. She didn't even bother changing clothes; she just wanted to see Marlon at the other hospital.
Raymond told her to get in the car. Margaret pressed her lips together, refusing. "No need, I'll take a cab. You've done enough; you should get back to work."
"Are you planning to meet Daniel behind my back again?" Raymond looked upset.
Margaret didn't argue; she just wanted to see Marlon. Raymond's expression softened a bit. He couldn't understand why she always pushed him to the edge.
The car ride was silent and tense. Margaret closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. She didn't want to talk to him unless she had to. She didn't even have the energy to fight anymore.
At the hospital, Marlon was still in bed, eyes closed. Nancy was massaging his fingers. He looked a bit better, the treatment seemed to be working. The heart monitor beeped steadily.
Nancy ignored Raymond, leaving him to stand there awkwardly. Raymond didn't mind. He glanced at Margaret and said, "I'll take a walk and come back to pick you up later." Then he left, giving her and Nancy some space.
"Margaret, I've got some great news!" Nancy said, her face lighting up as she grabbed Margaret's hand. "Your dad's waking up!"
Margaret's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?"
"Yes, sweetie. Mr. Diaz said his recovery is going great. He should wake up in the next couple of days. Once he's awake, we'll have some real support!" Nancy's eyes filled with tears of joy. "It's been so tough, but it's all worth it."
Margaret felt like she was in a dream. She'd been so stressed for so long, she almost forgot how to be happy. Nancy hugged her tightly, crying with excitement.
Margaret cried too. It had been a long, hard road, but Marlon was waking up. All she wanted before she died was to see her dad open his eyes. She felt lucky.
Nancy pulled back and asked, "Margaret, have you thought about what I mentioned a few days ago?"
"What thing?" Margaret played dumb, knowing full well Nancy was talking about divorcing Raymond.
Nancy brought it up again. Margaret forced a bitter smile. She knew she wouldn't last long enough to see a divorce. Her health was getting worse by the day.
Marlon's good recovery was because she stayed by Raymond's side. If she caused trouble, all the peace and hope would be shattered. She couldn't risk that.
Raymond stood outside the ward, hearing Nancy push for the divorce again. His face darkened, but he didn't go in. He was waiting for Margaret's answer. Would she agree? Would she try to run away with his child again? Raymond felt a heavy weight on his heart, nervous and eager for her response.
"Mom, Raymond and I are fine. Don't worry about me. Besides, I'm carrying his child. If not for me, think about the baby," Margaret's voice drifted out from the ward.
Nancy cried and complained, "But this is so unfair to you. You're not happy."
Yeah, Margaret was unhappy. She felt wronged. They said an unhappy marriage was the result of foolish choices before marriage. That was exactly how she felt now. Why did she have to choose her bodyguard, Raymond?
Margaret pushed down her discomfort, looked up, patted Nancy's hand, and smiled to comfort her. "Mom, I'm really okay."
Besides, the Hughes Family wasn't innocent. There was no hatred or love without reason. Marlon owed Raymond two lives.
Margaret understood Raymond. If her parents had been killed by him, she'd be even more ruthless. This was their debt to Raymond. So, people shouldn't do bad things. Let all this hatred and sorrow end with her disappearance.
"Dad's about to wake up. Let's not cause more trouble. Don't say these things anymore. Raymond will be upset if he hears," Margaret said.
Nancy gave a bitter smile. "He treats you like this, and you still can't leave him."
Margaret didn't explain. It wasn't that she couldn't leave; she just couldn't. Nancy and Marlon's peaceful life, the Hughes Family's safety, all required sacrifices. And Margaret was that sacrifice.
This was the only way she could make amends, the only thing she could do for Nancy and Marlon before she died.
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