TIMOTHY POV
The atmosphere in the car remained tense as Timothy drove toward the hospital. They had a cake tasting appointment soon, but Timothy had promised his mother that he would visit her at the hospital that day. It was a routine he had never wanted to miss.
Of course, this stop along the way displeased Stella. As they settled into the car, Stella couldn't help but voice her irritation. "Timothy, do we really have to go to the hospital today? We have so much to do."
Timothy sighed, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. "Stella, you know how important it is for me to check on my mother. It won't take long, I promise. Besides, I have to bring her fresh flowers."
Stella squinted, her voice sharp with impatience. "Timothy, we've been planning this wedding for months, and there's still so
