When Mara and Chase’s children were born, they would be loved, spoiled and provided for, while her own baby would have no one but her. What the future held for them was uncertain. The pregnancies of Clarissa and Joan were about the same length, so the two sometimes talked about their fears related to pregnancy and childbirth, but only when no one else was around.
About a month before the due dates, a tragedy struck the businessman’s family. That day, Chase had left on business and returned home late at night. Joan had heard Mara arguing with Clarissa for a long time in the evening.
Following Debbie’s advice, Joan decided to go to the guest house to avoid overhearing anything she shouldn’t. In the morning, Debbie prepared a special breakfast for Clarissa. Joan, as usual, went to wake her up, but she wasn’t in her room, and her bed was made.
Joan called the owners, and it turned out that Clarissa had run away during the night. She had taken only her documents and a few belongings. No one knew where to find her.
Chase was very distressed and said nervously, how could this happen? Where did Clarissa go? We only paid her half the money. She broke the contract and will be punished in court for this. What if something happens to my children? The due date is so soon.
Why did this have to happen to our family? How can someone be so irresponsible? It seemed that Mara was also upset, but Joan knew that the businessman’s wife was pretending and was actually pleased by the news. The atmosphere in the household was very tense, and Joan found it increasingly difficult to carry heavy items and do her work properly. Joan decided it was time to quit her job, find a place to live, and prepare for the birth of her baby.
Chase paid her generously, allowing her to rent a small room. When Joan found herself alone in the tiny, stuffy room that felt more like a closet, she thought again about Warren and his betrayal, feeling a deep sense of sadness. Joan desperately wanted to return home, to her small town, and to her grandmother.
She was completely uncertain about what she would do next. A week later, in the middle of the night, Joan started feeling severe pain in her abdomen and began to bleed heavily. She managed to call an ambulance, opened the door, and then lost consciousness.
When she woke up in the hospital, she learned she had experienced a very difficult premature birth. Unfortunately, her baby did not survive, and the doctors struggled to save Joan’s life. Joan cried a lot, feeling utterly empty.
Her breasts had filled with milk, causing her intense pain. She wanted to escape the hospital, feeling as if everyone was looking at her with pity. She had failed to bring a healthy baby into the world.
However, the doctors couldn’t discharge her yet, as she needed treatment following the birth. Hearing the cries of newborn babies all around, seeing the joyful faces of new mothers, and knowing that she would never have that happiness again was incredibly difficult. Joan lay in bed, facing the wall, crying quietly.
That day, an elderly orderly approached her and softly said, Joan, around the same time you gave birth, another young woman did too. She had triplets, all healthy but with low birth weight, so they need to stay in the nursery to gain strength. But this woman didn’t even want to hold them or look at them.
She said she would give them up, claiming they weren’t hers and she didn’t want them. Then she ran away from the hospital. Could you feed them? You have milk, and it’s better for these poor babies to have breast milk than formula.
It will help them grow stronger more quickly. Joan raised her tears street, swollen face, and asked suddenly, some people lose their precious child while others abandon healthy babies. Where is the justice in this world? What is this woman’s name? I’ll feed these babies.
It’s not hard for me. At least I can find some comfort in helping other children. I need this right now, you understand? I can’t hold my own baby, kiss him or hug him.
I understand, Joan. I’m a mother too, and I see how much you’re suffering. The woman’s name is Clarissa.
Do you know her? Maybe she has relatives who would want to take the babies in. They need a home, care, and love, not an orphanage, the orderly said. Of course, I know her.
Their father is looking for his children. I’ll call him right away. But first, let me feed the babies.
Where do I need to go? Joan exclaimed. She carefully took a tiny boy from his bed and began to nurse him. Amazingly, the baby knew exactly what to do and eagerly started to suckle.
The feeling was indescribable for Joan. She felt both pain and happiness and couldn’t hold back her tears. Joan managed to feed all three babies and it made her feel a bit better.
She stayed with them a little longer and arranged with the doctor that she will come at specific times to feed the babies. She couldn’t stop admiring these babies, enjoying holding them in her arms, stroking their chubby cheeks. Nurses scolded the kind old orderly Lydia.
Lydia, what are you doing? Why did you allow Joan to feed these babies? We understand it’s beneficial for the infants, but have you thought about her? What will happen to her when she has to part with them? Her own baby just died. It will be very difficult for her to cope. The next day, Joan called Debbie and told her everything, asking her to inform Chase specifically, not Mara.
And within half an hour, Chase called Joan. Joan, you can’t imagine what you’ve done for me. Where are you in the hospital? I’ll come to you right away.
I couldn’t believe I’d find my children. And then you shared this wonderful news with me. Don’t worry, your babies are fine.
I feed them myself. I have plenty of milk now, and they’re getting enough. You’re a lucky man.
And I’m a miserable girl, as I was waiting for the birth of my son. But he died, and now I’m completely useless to anyone. I’m sorry for telling you all this.
I’m just in so much pain. Joan said sadly. Chase arrived at the hospital within an hour.
He spoke with the hospital’s administrator for a long time, showing the contract stating that Clarissa was their surrogate mother, and they agreed to give him the children. He decided to thank Joan, to support her. Joan, I sympathize with you deeply for the loss of your child, but now you need to calm down and think about the future.
You’re still a young girl. You have a lot ahead of you in life. I have a proposal for you.
I suggest you continue working for our family, but now not as a maid, but as a wet nurse and nanny for my children. I couldn’t find a better candidate. You’re a reliable, decent, and non-conflict person.
I’m sure you’ll do great. I’ll pay you very well for this job, but if it hurts or it’s difficult for you to interact with the children now, or if you don’t want to, you can refuse, and I’ll understand. No, no, I agree.
On the contrary, when I spend time with the babies, I feel better. I momentarily forget about the death of my child, and I have plenty of milk now so I can feed your children. Thank you for this offer, but I also have a request for you.
Will you help me to bury him? I don’t know where to go to arrange it. I’m very scared. The businessman understood everything and agreed to the girl’s request.
He arranged everything with the funeral agency, and Joan was able to say goodbye to her son, which was very important to her. Finally, Chase’s babies grew up, and Joan recovered her health after giving birth on the day of discharge from the hospital. All the patients were looking out the windows.
Chase arrived in a fancy car with a huge bouquet of flowers and gifts for the doctors. Joan helped him carry the boys to the car, and he proudly carried his daughter. Not seeing Mara, she asked, where is the children’s mother? Hasn’t she come to the hospital? It’s a very important day for your family, Chase replied sadly.
Unfortunately, my wife had to leave on an urgent business trip that couldn’t be postponed. She’s coming home tomorrow. We’ll set up your room in the meantime.
You’ll come straight home with us, won’t you? You’ve become a guardian angel for our children. It’s so good that we found them. When Mara comes home, we’ll have a real strong family.
I’m sure of it. During this time, a woman who worked in a shop next to the hospital was watching Joan and Chase with interest. Her jaw dropped in amazement, and she immediately called the farmer’s wife, her friend, to spill the beans.
Holly, you won’t believe who I just saw. I saw Joan, the one who used to love your son. She’s being picked up from the hospital by a gorgeous man.
She gave birth to triplets, and this man is constantly smiling. You were right, Holly, to kick out that audacious girl. It seems those children weren’t really yours.
She just wanted to marry Warren, and since things didn’t work out with Warren, she found herself a new man, a businessman. She’s so cunning, and she always seemed like such a decent girl. Holly got very angry and told Warren everything.
He still couldn’t forget his feelings for Joan. When they were secretly meeting, it seemed to him like just a fling, an adventure, but after she left, he realized he missed her. Other girls didn’t make him happy at all.