Just as Nina had hoped, Harley came to the hospital again the next morning. After all that happened yesterday, Harley knew that he was the number one enemy of the Paul family, so he did not make his presence known to them or her parents. Through a small crack in the door, he saw Nina staring out the window.
After a night’s rest, she looked better than yesterday, and her mental state also looked good.
Harley smiled, gladdened at her speedy recovery rate. As long as Nina’s body recuperated quickly, his mind could finally be at rest. After staying for two or three minutes, Harley began worrying about his daughter and took the elevator upstairs again.
Standing behind the glass window, he quietly waved at the baby in the incubator.
"Daughter, Mom and Dad haven’t given you a name yet..." Harley whispered as he watched the baby talk to herself.