Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

The car carrying me had already entered the hospital grounds. I felt uneasy, and for some unknown reason, I saw Arlan's damn face, even though I did not remember him. Why did I remember him at a time like this?

"Princess, we have arrived."

I was stunned when I heard such a greeting, so I turned to the driver as soon as possible. He was looking at me from the rearview mirror, close to the driver.

"Thank you, Mr. Moon." I thanked you for getting me to the hospital safely.

When Dad was around, Mr. Moon or whoever worked at home would not call me 'Princess',...