Chapter 9 - The Baby’s Miraculous Medical Check
The private pediatrician arrived at the mansion within twenty minutes, carrying a professional medical bag and a warm smile.
She examined the infant thoroughly under the bright lights of the nursery, checking her pulse, reflexes, and tiny bones.
Milo and Arthur stood anxiously beside the crib, holding their breath as the doctor listened to the baby’s heartbeat.
“Aside from being understandably terrified and crying, she is in perfect health without a single scratch,” the pediatrician announced.
Milo closed his eyes, letting out a heavy, tearful sigh of relief as the terrifying tension finally drained from his body.
“You’re a very lucky father, Milo; a fraction of a second later and the outcome would have been unspeakable,” the doctor said gently.
“I will never let her out of my sight again for as long as I live,” Milo promised, kissing the baby’s soft forehead.
The light green dress she wore seemed to glow with new life as she finally drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.
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Arthur placed a comforting hand on his son’s shoulder, reminding him that the worst of the storm had finally passed.
They had survived the ultimate betrayal, emerging bruised but unbroken by the dark malice of a wicked stepmother.
