Chapter4 " It's nothing . " Serena slipped the papers into her pocket and kept walking . Behind her , Logan called out , " Don't you have a prenatal check coming up ? Once I'm done taking care of Sloane , I'll bring you to Harborview for it . " Her steps faltered . The tears she had been holding back finally spilled over . " We'll see , " she said softly . Then she turned , her gaze steady despite the trembling in her voice . " Logan ... you've used up your last chance . " " What ? " He frowned . " Serena , that was just a joke . I never took it seriously , and you're not allowed to either . Once Sloane's hand heals , I'll come back , to you , and to the baby . " A flicker of guilt crossed his eyes , but he still held Sloane protectively and guided her away . Serena stared after him . Logan Fairchild , your five chances are gone . From now on , I won't let you hurt me again . Downstairs , She pulled out her phone to settle the hospital bill . Her body was weak , and she nearly collapsed in line . A nurse rushed over and caught her . " Miss , you look terrible . Why are you down here alone ? Where's your husband ? Let me help you . " " Thank you . " The kindness of a stranger warmed her frozen heart . Even someone who didn't know her could see how unwell she was . Yet Logan ? He hadn't noticed a thing . His eyes had only ever held Sloane Serena stayed in the hospital for three tim gone home at all . days . In time , Logan didn't call her once . Not even to ask how she was . She doubted he had " Ms. Whitmore , let me check you over and see if you're fit for discharge today . " A team of doctors came for rounds , chatting as they examined her . " Did you hear ? That celebrity , Sloane Hart , was here . Burned her hand . " " Barely a burn , didn't even need to be admitted . She just got discharged today . " " Who was that guy with her ? So handsome ! Is he her boyfriend ? " " No idea , but he doted on her like crazy . Never left her side . If I had a boyfriend like that ... " Their words carried clearly to Serena , How ironic . She was his wife , yet in the same hospital , Logan had spent three straight days taking care of someone else . " Ms. Whitmore , you're cleared for discharge . Is no one coming to pick you up ? " one of the doctors asked , curious . They hadn't seen a single family member visit . She had managed everything herself . " No one , " Serena said simply . The doctor sighed , shaking his head as he left . " Same world , different fates . " When Serena arrived home , she was startled to find Logan in the kitchen wearing an apron , stirring a pot of porridge . In three years of marriage , she had never once seen him cook . For a fleeting second , she thought he might have finally remembered her . As soon as he saw her , his tone was sharp . ' Why are you only just getting back ? You're already four or five months pregnant , why are you still running around ? Can't you just stay home like you should ? " Chackerd 14 81 % Serena froze . She was barely three months along . He didn't even know how far along she was . But she was too tired to argue . She said nothing , only turned toward the stairs , wanting to sleep . Just then , a bright , familiar figure came flying down the steps . " Logan , is the porridge ready ? I'm starving ! " Sloane Hart . Serena's eyes turned cold . He had actually brought her home . " Almost done , you little glutton , " Logan teased , placing the steaming bowl on the table . He served another bowl and set it in front of Serena . " You too . Come eat . " Serena didn't move . " Why is she here ? " Sloane's voice was soft , sweet . " My place is under renovation . I had nowhere else to go , so Logan brought me here . You don't mind , do you , Serena ? " Logan's jaw tightened . " Don't worry about her . This is my house , not hers . I don't need her permission . " 14A1%