Hearing this, William's face darkened even more. He was about to fiercely criticize Logan Morgan, but then he noticed the hidden pain in Emily's eyes. William sighed softly. Despite all the grudges that made Emily despise Logan Morgan, they were still father and daughter in the end. William swallowed his words and said, "Emily, Logan Morgan is not a good man. Such people always put their interests first. If you give him any hope... he'll use your name to do things." "Stay away from him," William urged repeatedly. His tone was heavy, and his eyes focused on Emily's slightly swollen belly. "When you have time, you must have the wedding with your boyfriend. Don't have a child out of wedlock... I don't want you to follow in your mother's footsteps." William's eyes were already moist as he spoke. He had always treated Emily as his own daughter, hoping she would live a good life more than anyone else. Emily felt a lump in her throat and quickly gripped William's hand tightly. "I came to see you today not just to let you know I have a boyfriend." "We're planning to have the wedding before the baby is born. I want you to walk me down the aisle." Emily wiped her tears as she spoke. If William wasn't there at her wedding, it would be a big regret for her. William raised his hand to wipe Emily's tears, not realizing his own face was also covered in tears. He choked up, "Don't worry, even if I have to use a cane, I'll be there at your wedding. I will personally hand over the most beautiful bride in the world to her beloved groom." "My life doesn't have many desires left, just that you live well," William said sincerely. Just then, a nurse came in with a tray of medicine. "Sir, it's time to change your medication." Hearing this, Emily wiped her tears and stepped aside, leaving space for the nurse. The nurse busied herself with checking William's vitals, confirming everything was normal, and then prepared the injection. She administered the shot skillfully but accidentally knocked over the tray on the bedside table while picking up a cotton ball. Seeing the nurse struggling, Emily quickly bent down to pick up the cotton balls and handed them to her."Miss, you're here again?" The nurse took the cotton balls and looked at Emily approvingly. "Sir, you're really lucky. Your daughter loves you so much. I've seen her come to the hospital several times a week recently... Among the patients on this floor, no one comes to see their loved one more than your daughter." William smiled and touched his nose. "She's my adopted daughter." "Really?" The nurse continued while bandaging William, "I remember a few months ago, another girl came to visit you. She looked a lot like you. Was she your daughter too? Why hasn't she come back?" The nurse was talking about Sophia. This was a sore spot for William. Just thinking about Sophia made his heart race. Emily patted William's back. "She's busy with work. She doesn't have the time... I'll handle everything for William. If anything comes up, come to me." She didn't want to bring up William's painful memories. The nurse sensed the tension in the room and realized she had said something wrong. She quickly smiled, "You're blessed to have such a devoted daughter. Yesterday, a patient passed away at night, and his two children never visited him, only showing up at the cremation." "How can children be like that?" The nurse was a bit angry, making the atmosphere even more awkward. The nurse finished her work and prepared to leave. "Remember to rest well and stay cheerful. I won't disturb your conversation anymore..." She left mid-sentence. With no one else in the room, Emily glanced worriedly at William. Mentioning Sophia always destabilized him, and stress was bad for his condition. Her gaze was earnest. "Dad, don't think about those upsetting things anymore. I'm your daughter!" "Vincent and I will take good care of you," Emily added, speaking well of Mr. Satan. William held back the words on the tip of his tongue, turning away. "Do you really expect that rich guy to take care of me? I asked him for a glass of water, and he's so slow. I'm very thirsty. Help me to the tea room; I want to see what he's doing." "Maybe he's chatting with a girl! If that's the case, I'll break his legs." William felt uneasy seeing Emily's heart so set on Mr. Satan but didn't sound as hostile. Emily knew William had reluctantly accepted Mr. Satan and was just grumbling. She helped him out of the room. As they stepped out, they saw a figure rush past them. It was Mr. Satan! He had a girl on his back. As he ran past, he nearly bumped into Emily, muttering, "Excuse me." Seeing this, William's eyes widened. "He's really with a girl!"