SARAH’S POV:As Brenda and I arrived at the hospital and as soon as we pulled up in the car, I quickly got out and rushed towards the entrance. I didn't wait for Brenda to catch up and instead, sprinted towards the hospital building. Once inside, I made a beeline towards the customer service nurse desk at the hospital to find out and explained my situation to the attendant. "Excuse me, could you please tell me where my daughter's room is?" I inquired. My voice was trembling with anxiety and concern, hoping to receive a prompt response and find my way to my daughter's room as quickly as possible."What's your daughter's name?" The nurse, in turn, asked me, to which I responded promptly with, "Mabel Adrian." Having obtained the necessary information, the nurse then proceeded to inform me that my daughter's room was located in the emergency room area, specifically in room 123. However, I was so worried about my daughter's well-being and was so anxious to see her that I didn't allow

SARAH'S POV:"Mum is here!” I shouted as I was still holding Mabel. Immediately the doctor came in and rushed over to check on her. I was terrified, and I could feel my heart racing. The doctor quickly examined her, and thank goodness, Mabel started to stir. She began to move around, and her eyes opened. I was so relieved to see her regain consciousness. It was a scary moment, but I was grateful that the doctor was able to help her.As Mabel slowly regained consciousness, she began to point at a figure standing beside her bed. Her finger trembled as she tried to focus on the man's face. "Dad," she croaked, her voice weak and hoarse. Her eyes struggled to stay open, but she persisted in pointing at the figure, hoping that he would understand the urgency of her message. It was clear that she had something important to say, and she was willing to fight through her pain and confusion to make herself heard.Then Mark tried to come and hold her, she instinctively pulled away and refused

MARK'S POV:As Paul walked towards me, he extended his hand for a friendly handshake. However, Jennie, who was already seated inside the car and had already closed the car door, was waiting for me. Paul was unable to make physical contact with Jennie and had to settle for a polite wave instead. "Mark, I would like to have a word with you, maybe we should talk it out at lunch." I was taken aback by his offer, so I hesitated for a moment before responding."But I just finished lunch now," I told him, hoping he wouldn't take offence. I wasn't sure what he wanted to talk about, but the timing seemed a bit odd to me."Then let's just talk." He said. Although I wasn't certain about the topic of discussion, then I agreed to meet with him. I decided to ask Paul to wait for me inside the Cafe while I join him later. Paul walked briskly towards the cafe, and I quickly made my way to the car. As I got into the car, I took a deep breath and mentally rehearsed what I was going to say to Jennie.

SARAH'S POV:"Sarah, that was quick," Brenda remarked with a concerned look on her face as she saw me emerging from my lawyer's office, holding a folder of documents.I let out a sigh and replied, "Of course it was."Earlier that day, I had reached out to Brenda to ask her to accompany me to the lawyer's office to support me through the divorce process. As I gazed steadily at her, I noticed a flicker of fear in her eyes, which prompted me to inquire, "What is it?" "It's nothing," she replied with a smile on her face. "I just don't want to exacerbate the situation.""No, I'd like to hear what you have to say. What's on your mind?”"Did you know that Paul and I have become quite close? We just spoke on the phone," she said with a hint of excitement in her voice. Then she pauses for a moment, as if gathering her thoughts, and continues talking."How are they doing? Do you think Sarah and Mark have reconciled? Don't let them cross paths."As she spoke, I stood there staring at her in d

SARAH'S POV:Last night, I couldn't sleep and was lost in deep thoughts when I heard a knock on my door. I dragged myself up and opened the door to find the maid standing there. As it turned out, Mabel had finally been found, and all the maids that had been held by the police in connection with her disappearance were released. It was a great relief for me to have the maid back, and I was glad that Mabel had been found.“What is it?” I asked her "Ma'am, the lawyer you were expecting is here," she informed me. However, I was in such a hurry that I didn't even let her finish her sentence. I pushed past her and rushed out of the room to meet with the lawyer."I've already met with my lawyer about the divorce process. We had a consultation to discuss the legal procedures and requirements, and I provided all the necessary information and documents. My lawyer has been working on the case and keeping me updated on any developments. I'm hopeful that the process will go smoothly and that w