Chapter 995

Aside from the slippery roads, there was also the joy of admiring the snowy scenery.

“You haven’t had breakfast, have you?” Ron asked as he handed over a bag.

Lena glanced at him. Ron, unfazed, smiled and said, “It’s your favorite wheat toast.”

She accepted the bag, opened it, and sure enough—it was exactly what she loved. “How did you know I like this?”

“Because I’m your boyfriend,” Ron said matter-of-factly. “If I didn’t even know what you like to eat, I’d totally blow my cover if your mom ever interrogated me.”

He had an easygoing charm, always carrying a smile. People said those who smiled a lot were the luckiest. Ron seemed like living proof of that.

Lena finished the breakfast he had prepared for her just as they arrived at the hospital.

Surprisingly, someone—either patients or hospital staff—had built several uniquely shaped snowmen at the entrance.

“I swear, this world is full of hidden talents,” Ron commented in amazement. “Look at these snowmen; each one could be a World Heritage site.”

To him, it seemed like there was beauty in everything.

Lena suddenly recalled a saying: If your heart is full of sunshine, the world will always be beautiful.

“Come on, let me take a picture of you,” Ron said, already pulling out his phone. “You have to keep a piece of this beauty.”

But she refused. “Not here. This is the hospital—there are too many familiar faces.”

“Then you take one for me,” he grinned, sounding almost like an excited kid.

Lena felt obligated to comply—after all, he had just fed her breakfast. She took a few shots of him in front of the snowmen.

Just when she thought they were done and could go inside, Ron suddenly ran toward a passerby, handed over his phone, and said, “Hey, can you take a picture of us?”

Before Lena could object, he had already pulled her in front of the snowmen, and the stranger snapped a few shots.

“Look at this—it’s perfect!” He held up his phone to show her.

Even though she hadn’t wanted to take the picture, she had to admit it did turn out pretty well.

“I’m posting this,” Ron declared. “First snow with my girlfriend.”

His words made Lena’s thoughts drift back to last night—to how she had kissed Aaron, only to be rejected coldly.

She let out a self-mocking laugh and walked away without bothering to stop Ron.

Unbeknownst to her, after she turned, Ron took another photo—this time of her back—and sent it to someone.

Ron: [Mission complete. Safely delivered. She ate breakfast, too.]

Aaron: [Delete the post.]

Ron: [I have the right to post what I want. You can’t order me around.]

Aaron: [Then edit it. Crop her out.]

Ron sighed. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

But he didn’t delete it. Instead, he adjusted the privacy settings so that only Lena could see the post.

It wasn’t because he had any ulterior motives. He just wanted her to see that there was still warmth in the world.

After the first snowfall came the New Year. And after that, the Lunar New Year.

Lena’s routine remained the same—commuting between work and home, occasionally stopping by to visit me.

Meanwhile, Keira was nearing her due date. Her belly had grown so large that every movement felt unbearable. Sleeping was a struggle.

“Can I just deliver early?” Keira asked Lena one day.

She was restless, and every day felt like a lifetime.

“You’re already at 38 weeks,” she said, her professional tone firm. “So technically, you can, but I still recommend waiting for a natural birth. It’s better to let the baby come on its own.”

As the hospital’s head of obstetrics, Lena knew her stuff. She went on to explain that while an early delivery was still considered full-term, there was still a difference between a baby that was naturally ready to be born and one that was forced out.

Since she put it that way, Keira had no choice but to endure.

Then, three days before the Lunar New Year, her contractions finally started. Keira was admitted to the hospital immediately.

But after Lena checked her, she said, “It’s just false labor. Your pelvis hasn’t opened yet, but you’re close. Stay in the hospital for observation.”

Lena was at the hospital, and since Keira had a VIP suite, she agreed to stay. She even assigned Keira a private nurse.

The only thing was—Keira didn’t recognize this nurse. Which was weird. Keira was practically an honorary OB-GYN doctor herself; she knew every nurse and doctor in this department. So why had Lena assigned Keira someone she had never met?