Chapter 361 What Should I Do

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Terence's hands were held tightly by Melody. There was a slight bruise under his eyes, but he still stayed with her. Since waking up, although she had a stable mental state, she would always stay by his side and lose her temper in a second.

"All right, let's have dinner first!" said him.

Melody nodded obediently and let go of his hand. She leaned her body in his direction, but her eyes were not willing to leave him, with red eyes and body huddling in the corner.

"As long as you're with me, I'll be a good girl."

He quickly held her waist in case she would pull the wound open. Though feeling a throb in his temples, Terence still smiled at her with no impatience.

"Don't move. Be careful of your wound!"

After lunch, she fell asleep with the company of Terence. Then he got up and left the ward to the doctor's office. He stared at the doctor gloomily.

"Postpartum melancholy?"

"Yes! According to my observation, Miss Melody indeed suffered from Postpartum melancholy. But Miss Melody's situation is very special. She has been greatly hurt by her baby. Therefore, she needs your care and love, which is the best way to help her out of the psychological shadow."

The doctor raised his eyes, looked through the documents in his hands, put them in front of Terence, and briefly described what happened to Melody.

Hearing that, a melancholy look flashed across Terence's eyes. Grasping the paper tightly, he fixed his eyes on the word "postpartum melancholy". Although he knew very early that it would harm her, seeing it with his own eyes still made him sad.

He put it aside and looked up at the doctor's eyes.

"You just need to tell me if she is able to fully recover or not!"

"Theoretically, she can do that, but it takes a process. Postpartum melancholy is a common symptom that every woman would suffer from. As long as the woman takes good care of her psychological illness, she will be fine!" said the doctor.

After coming out of the office, Terence leaned against the wal

ot the existence of that baby. He haven't seen him since he was born, except once outside the operating room.

They were doomed to have a sleepless night. Terence was in charge of Melody and comforted her patiently. Hester was lying on the bed, turning back and forth. She frowned and sighed silently.

She had been worrying about Jackson ever since she saw his wounds. Even though Jackson actively tried to find topics to distract her, she had to face up to the fact.

The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. Jackson seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which she could not figure out. Although she longed for the warmth of the hug, she would never be confused by what was happening now.

Jackson didn't know her in the past. Why did he risk his life to save her? It was so abnormal. Especially, he suffered so much injuries. How could she get along with him peacefully?

Being agitated, she scratched her messy hair and buried herself in the quilt. Unconsciously, the images of that day flashed through the mind, and in the end, the faces of Terence and Melody flashed and she finally saw the enchanting face of Jackson.

"No way! I can't get others involved. I have to find a way to leave!"

Every man related to her seemed to have a bad ending. Was it really because of her?

"Mom, what should I do?" muttered Hester.