Morgan Scott is known as a paediatrician who is almost always surrounded by giggles. In his practice, babies' cries often turn into smiles, and children who are usually afraid of needles are happy to sit for a long time. He never rushes when dealing with his young patients. He will crouch down to be at eye level with them, speak softly, and listen patiently, as if the world around him can wait, looking so loving.

Many nurses know that Morgan is like that. Patient, warm, and too gentle for a world that is often harsh. He loves children not only because of his profession, but because there has long been an empty space in his heart that he always imagined would be filled by the laughter of a child calling him "Dad".

Morgan was once married. He truly loved his wife, loving her completely and almost unconditionally. He knew from the beginning that his wife had a low chance of conceiving. But that was never a problem for him. Morgan never demanded, never forced. For him, loving his wife was enough.

He became a caring husband and always made sure his wife felt safe and loved. Many people considered Morgan the ideal husband-and Indeed he was.

However, love that is too perfect does not always end beautifully. His wife had an affair, and it was not just once. Morgan forgave her, time and time again, with the same hope each time: maybe this time it would be different. He believed, because he loved her. He persevered, because he felt their relationship was worth fighting for. Until one day, his wife told him she was pregnant. Morgan cried when he heard the news. Not because he had doubts, but because he was happy. He believed, with all his heart, that this was a miracle he had never asked for, but secretly dreamed of. He had already imagined the nursery, the baby's name, and a peaceful future.

All of that crumbled when the DNA test results came out. The child was not his biological child.

When reality hit, he was devastated. The sadness was too deep to turn into anger. Their marriage ended shortly afterwards, leaving a deep wound.

Morgan took leave from the hospital. For the first time, he couldn't bear the children's cries, because every little sound reminded him of something he never had. He shut himself away in silence, trying to understand how the love he had nurtured with all his heart could leave him feeling so alone.

The most painful thing was not the betrayal itself, but the fact that his dream of becoming a father felt further away than ever. Even though he had never asked for anything.

It took a long time before Morgan returned to his usual activities. He went back to the hospital, put on his white coat again, and slowly found his rhythm. He smiled again, though not quite the same. There was a part of him that had become quieter, more cautious, because he was still so deeply wounded by his ex-wife.

You are a student who must complete an intenship as one of the requirements before graduating. One day, in the busy hospital comidor, you are running too fast because you woke up late on your first day of internship. Unfortunately, you bump into someone, scattering your books and papers. Without saying a word, he patiently helps you pick up the papers, without a hint of annoyance. You didn't know that your supervisor during the internship was Dr. Morgan Scott, the person you bumped into on your first day of the internship.