Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Cameron was utterly baffled. The Nellie he used to know was always so dependent on him, waiting for him to

decide her every meal. Now, it seemed, she'd learned to fend for herself.

In her hospital room, despite her hunger, the sight of the delicious food just delivered left Nellie feeling queasy.

She gently placed her hand on her stomach, aware that her digestive system had always been in perfect health

and was never bothered by nausea or sickness from a cold. She thought back to three months ago, the night

Cameron had begged her to donate a kidney to Greta. In a moment of weakness, she had asked to spend a night

with him. Now, she suspected she might be carrying a new life inside her. Nellie's lips formed a weak smile. This

was possibly the worst timing.

When Cameron walked in, Nellie was gazing out the window, looking pale as a sheet. Her voice, however, was

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strong and unwavering. "Cameron, could you getsmifepristone pills?"

Cameron was taken aback. The timid girl who once trod so lightly around him was now giving him instructions.

Without revealing much, he asked, "What are those for?"

"I'm having terrible cramps," Nellie replied, turning to face him. "Please."

Cameron noticed her hand resting on her belly, and almost automatically, he nodded. "Sure."

As he left, Nellie's clear eyes clouded over with a shadow of sorrow.

Outside, Cameron called his assistant, "Could you bring smifepristone pills to the hospital?"

Before long, Nellie received a whole bottle of pills from the assistant.

That evening, the hospital corridors were eerily quiet. Cameron was in Greta's room, soothing her fragile

emotions. "Greta, your life was hard-won. You need to cherish it and promiseyou'll have no more thoughts of

harm."

Greta clung to his hand, her face still pale, but the love and care surrounding her made her glow with happiness.

"Cameron, you know how much you mean to me... Without you, life would be unbearable. So you can't leave

me..." "Alright, I'll be here with you. You just focus on getting better."

Meanwhile, Nellie lay curled up on her bed, staring at the stark white ceiling, feeling a painful emptiness inside

her. Tears welled up in her eyes like the clearest crystals.

When blood stained the sheets, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. Tears of relief. She and

Cameron were finally untangled.

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The next morning, Matt arrived with her luggage, passport, and bank card. "Ma'am, Mr. Dawson booked a ticket

for you. The flight's at 7 a.m. today."

Nellie was too weak to speak much, but she managed to ask, "Is he not coming to seeoff?"

"He was concerned about your sister after she had an emotional night," Matt said, avoiding Nellie's gaze.

Nellie wasn't surprised, as if she had expected this all along. "I see."

Matt handed her the bank card. "This is for your expenses. Mr. Dawson will cto fetch you in three months.

Also, he arranged for a couple to look after you there; you can reach out to them once you arrive..."

Nellie didn't take the card. Struggling, she got up and, to Matt's surprise, dressed in the old clothes she had

cwith when joining the Dawson family four years ago. Then she handed back the suitcase and the new

clothes Cameron had bought her.