Chapter 83

Third-Person's POV Elyana's parents finally arrived that afternoon. They headed straight to the hospital right after getting out of the airport. There were a lot of tears filled with happiness as the three shared a long, warm embrace, and since Elyana's parents were already there, Eugene and Felicity decided to go home. When they arrived, Eugene took advantage of the opportunity to speak with her matchmaker son one-on-one. They walked side by side into the front door, and Eugene began to ask him the question she had been wanting to ask for so long: "When do you intend to tell her the truth?" Felicity continued walking alongside her, letting out a deep sigh before responding. "I don't know yet, Mom." His expression was enough for Eugene to see that the matchmaker didn't have a firm plan. "I know you are scared; I can feel it. But if I were in Elyana's situation, I would not be angry; I might even be happy because my son's father is handsome and someone I could rely on to raise the child. Also, her family already knows you; they know you are not a bad person, and once you explain why you did what you did, I knew Marietta and Cihan would understand." "But, Mom, they know I am gay; they have seen me grow up, and I often hide from them to be who I am," Felicity replied. Eugene's shoulder dropped when she saw too much worry in her son's eyes as he turned to face her. Her son was right. They were aware that he was gay, but Felicity had no reason to be ashamed or fearful. It broke her heart to see her son believe that his gender made it impossible for him to be a good father to his precious child. She could feel he was not yet ready to accept that responsibility, but the child was already there. "W-what I'm just saying is that I will support you in all the plans you have. Just don't let this take much longer. I also want the child to know you as his father," Eugene told him instead of adding more pressure. "I know, Mom. I know," he answered before they parted ways. Felicity proceeded to his room while his mother's words repeatedly played inside his head like a recording. He also wanted the same—for his son to know him—but the extreme fear lingering inside was stopping him. He hadn't been that frightened in his life, and the funny thing for him was that it was because of a newborn child. *** The next day, the newborn baby was scheduled for various types of examinations to determine his health status. Doctor Chelsea had just arrived at the hospital at that moment and had prioritized going there earlier than her clinic to take care of her VIP patient. Elyana was currently in the room with her parents and taking care of their daughter, who was still struggling to move, while Felicity was just on the way with the breakfast that her mother cooked after she volunteered to cook breakfast for them. When he arrived at the hospital, the child was being examined. He was informed about that the day before. People who recognized him were greeting him, but the smile on his face that day was too bright because he couldn't erase his son's cute face. He couldn't hide the excitement of seeing him again. Quintin already heard that Elyana gave birth the other day from the housekeepers, who asked for his number. Those servants became his eyes inside the mansion to know what was going on and they mostly reported everything to him without him asking. Even though Elyana wouldn't let him come, he decided to visit his friend just to check on her. He went to a flower shop and bought Elyana a large basket full of different kinds of fruits. He was on his way to the hospital when Felicity reached the elevator on the floor where Elyana's room was located. Preoccupied, Felicity didn't notice a nurse running when he stepped out of the elevator. She suddenly appeared in front of her, and because Felicity was not prepared, they almost bumped into each other. "I-I'm very sorry!" The nurse apologized as quickly as she could. Still stunned, Felicity did not get mad. "It's okay, you may go," he said, and before he could even finish what he was about to say, the anxious nurse ran away with an apologetic look. Felicity continued his phase. When he was already right in front of the door of Elyana's room, he heard arguments coming inside. "N-noo! Please, Dad! Let me see him." Felicity automatically frowned when he heard Elyana's plea. It wasn't just like the way she begged the other day to see the baby. With the tone of it, Elyana was in such extreme fear that it immediately made him think that something wrong was happening. He thought of getting inside the room to ask them what was going on, but he stopped when Cihan started speaking, "L-listen, princess, they will not allow you there. They won't let you give him blood either because you just had your operation." It was evident in Cihan's voice how much he was trying to stay calm in such moments, but hearing the word "blood" triggered Felicity's heart to start pounding. He knew he did not need to hear more; however, even though he wanted to move and run to where his son was, he couldn't move. He felt stuck to the floor. His legs felt too heavy for him to carry. "Try to calm down, Ellie. We will do everything in our power to make sure your son is safe." It was Marietta speaking this time. When he heard it, there was a sudden strength he got to step his foot after realizing he wouldn't be seeing Elyana's parents where he would be heading. He sprinted as fast as he could to the NICU, dropping the bag of food he was holding on the floor. He did not dare look back again to see if it had spilled anything, even though he knew how bad it was to waste food. For him, his son was more important. It made him so nervous that he had no idea what his condition was or why he needed blood. When he reached the NICU, he was intercepted by a nurse. "W-where is Chelsea?" he asked the nurse blocking his way in. "She's inside," the nurse answered, who was stunned by his sudden appearance. "Let me in. I want to talk to her," he pleaded while the nurse, who was smaller than Felicity, tried her best not to let the matchmaker get inside the room. "You're not allowed here, Si-ma'am," the nurse told him. She almost called him Sir; luckily, she corrected it before it got too late. Felicity stopped pushing her when he heard that. It calmed him a little, but it didn't lessen his worry. "Please tell her I am here. I want to help the baby," he uttered and the nurse thought for a few seconds before heading back to another room inside the NICU. He waited outside impatiently, walking back and forth in front of the door until Chelsea came out. "W-what happened, Chelsea?" he asked her nervously. "He has anemia. We need blood for him and because he was less than nine months old when he left his mother's womb, he's having difficulty producing his red blood cells to help his body. He needs enough to combat any possible diseases and blood transfusion is the fastest method to help him right now," Chelsea briefly explained. "Is there a bag of blood available at this moment?" "There is—" "N-no, do not use those on my son. Check my blood. I do not want him to receive someone else's blood; we do not even know if the donor was sick." Felicity panicked, but Chelsea wanted to laugh at him at the time because of how he reacted. It was the first time Chelsea saw him that way. He was too overprotective of the child. She somehow understood it because it was an emergency, but she couldn't remove the amusement because it was far from the chill and easy-go-lucky Felicity she was seeing that day. "What is your blood type?" Chelsea asked him. "AB+," Felicity immediately answered. Chelsea smiled after hearing it. It matched the baby's blood type so she immediately ordered one of the nurses assisting her to take Felicity to a designated room. Felicity gave them one bag of blood, which was more than the baby needed. "Keep those left in case my baby needs more of my blood, Chelsea," he said to the doctor as they were taking blood from him. After filling one bag, Felicity felt dizzy. Chelsea advised him to stay on the bed and rest for some time before leaving. While he did so, he heard a few footsteps coming close to where he was lying down. It stopped and some people started talking, and he recognized the owners. Elyana's parents arrived to talk to Chelsea. He couldn't see them because there was a curtain blocking where he was. They asked about the baby and it could be sensed in their voices the relief they felt right after hearing he was already doing fine after the blood transfusion. That also made Felicity happy. His panicking mind finally calmed. His eyes were trying to close as he rested. Even if he did not want to fall asleep on that bed, he fell deeply asleep without noticing it. He didn't know for how long, but he gathered enough strength when he opened his eyes. He headed to Elyana's room, stopping in front of the door first to check if there were people inside before getting in. All he heard was silence. Felicity turned the doorknob and he decided to peep inside first. There, he realized that there was no one else inside except for Elyana, who was sitting on the bed and looking into the slightly opened door. "Get in," Elyana uttered with a frown. She had a feeling it was already her best friend, whom she was waiting for. Felicity had no choice but to enter, but right after he closed the door behind him, he got nervous when their eyes met and Elyana said this in a tone that made his knees tremble, "We need to talk."