CLARK’S POV

Later that day, we arrived at the hospital, and Aurora was assigned a ward. I went to the billing counter to settle the expenses before returning to her room.

“Rory,” I called, sitting beside her and gently stroking her hair. “I’m going back home for a while. I have a few things to take care of. Will you be okay staying here alone?” I asked.

She pouted sadly.

“I want to go home with you,” she said.

I sighed and rubbed my temple.

“I know, but first you have to deliver our baby. Just hang in there. I’ll be back soon,” I said, kissing her forehead.

I was...