Chapter 4

My eyes turned red as I looked apologetically at my husband, my voice choked:

"I'm sorry, Ethan. I misunderstood you."

Ethan pulled me into his arms, gently patting my back:

"It's okay, honey. I must not have done enough to make you this anxious."

"The doctor said you just gave birth and your hormones are unstable, making you prone to postpartum depression. I didn't care for you enough. It's my fault!"

"I'll hire a nanny right away to take care of you and the baby!"

He looked at me tenderly,

then turned to smile at Vivi:

"You and Vivi haven't seen each other in so long. Why don't you chat and relax a bit before going home?"

People crowded around, saying:

"Yeah, I think this girl must have postpartum depression to be so paranoid."

"Where can you find such a good husband? You must cherish him!"

"Trust is the most important thing between spouses!"

I remembered the first time Ethan and I met, the dazed expression he wore looking at me. My heart warmed.

Under his passionate pursuit, we got married.

He'd always been incredibly attentive to me.

I touched my nose sheepishly,

"Okay, thank you everyone for your concern. I won't be paranoid anymore."

After getting our daughter vaccinated, Vivi and I went shopping and had dinner.

We chatted from afternoon until evening before I went home.

As soon as I walked through the door, I discovered there was already someone new in the house.

The nanny was happily playing with our daughter in the nursery.

She wore a mask on her face, so I couldn't see her features.

My husband explained that the nanny, Grace, was a patient from his plastic surgery department. She had scars on her face and was afraid of scaring me and the baby, so she'd keep wearing a mask.

I didn't mind.

My husband Ethan was a plastic surgeon. Knowing people like this wasn't unusual.

After changing clothes and washing my hands, I headed straight to the nursery to hold my daughter.

The moment my daughter opened her eyes and smiled at me,

I discovered

that the Blood Guanyin pendant on my chest was turning red, bit by bit.

Tears filled my eyes as I screamed for Ethan to come look:

"Ethan! The pendant turned red! Natalie really is my daughter!"

However, when Ethan saw the reddening pendant around my neck,

he was clearly stunned.

I jokingly teased him:

"Shocked, aren't you? Can't believe your own eyes? I was wrong to doubt you earlier. Let me apologize again, okay?"

Ethan opened his eyes wide, stroking the pendant and murmuring:

"I never thought... this thing actually works."

I hugged him playfully:

"I know, right? But why did it only change now? It made me worry for so long."

Ethan seemed to remember something and said with a smile:

"I remember when our daughter was in the hospital, you left this pendant in the refrigerator. Could it be that the blood parasite was frozen and only slowly revived, which is why the pendant turned red?"

I remembered now.

When our daughter was in the incubator,

I couldn't eat or sleep all day, constantly forgetting things.

Once I even stuffed the pendant and a towel into the refrigerator together, where it stayed frozen for several days.

Maybe that really was the reason?

That last bit of anxiety finally settled back into my stomach, safe and sound.

I was overjoyed and specifically took a photo to send to Vivi, telling her the good news.

The next morning when I woke up, the sun was shining brightly.

The nanny made me sweet wine egg drop soup.

I took a sip. It was sweet.

"Where's Natalie?" I asked casually.

"Daddy took her downstairs for a walk."

At those words, my whole body shuddered violently.

I stared hard into Grace's eyes:

"What did you say? Natalie went downstairs?"

Behind the mask that only revealed Grace's eyes, her face showed complete confusion:

"Yes, the doctor said the baby should get more sun. What's wrong?"

I shot to my feet.

The chair tipped backward with a loud crash.

So that's it!

I finally knew where my daughter actually was.