A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Jacob placed his hand on Emily's belly, but he could not do anything as he was not a doctor. So he stood back up and said,"I will call a doctor for you tomorrow."

Emily nodded in agreement. When she lowered her head to continue her dinner, Jacob dropped a big chicken drumstick on her bowl.

"You should enjoy as much as you can before you start to get morning sickness," Jacob suggested, in a serious tone. Then he glanced again at Emily's belly and said,"Our baby will need more nutrition to grow healthy, you know."

It didn't seem so strange to Jacob that Emily's belly was still flat even though she was pregnant, as he knew that Emily had a slender body type because she never ate too much.

"Okay." Jacob sounded like a father getting his kid to eat vegetables, ' thought Emily, but still she nodded, and then she asked for one more bowl of rice. 'Anyway, Jacob is right about the baby needing proper nutrition.'

"By the way, where did you learn that from?"

Emily asked casually, but she was surprised to see Jacob turn his face away awkwardly as he said,"Everyone knows that."

One thing he would never tell Emily was the truth that he had been reading up on how to take care of a mother during her pregnancy, and he managed to retain most of the contents quite well in his mind.

To his relief, Emily did not inquire much about his unusual reaction. She just wondered whether such knowledge was actually known by all. 'Maybe I should read more books about pregnancy?' she thought to herself.

With different plans in mind, Emily and Jacob finished their dinner in a relaxing and cozy atmosphere.

Before going to bed, Emily decided to pour a glass of milk for herself, as she usually did. However, when she got the glass and looked again at the milk, she found tiny little granules glittering at the bottom.

Confused, she shook the glass again a few times. 'It must be sugar granules, ' she thought. But she never added sugar in her milk. Perhaps it was Jacob? Or somebody else?

With the confusion in her mind, Emily took a table spoon and stirred the milk several times. However, she was even more surprised with what she discovered afterwards.

The "sugar granules" didn't melt even after being stirred. Moreover, every time she stirred they made a strange, crisp sound.

hell were these

quickly poured the milk into the sink to have a clear look at what those granules were. When she found out that they were actually tiny shards of glass

I had just drank the milk without noticing, these granules could have hurt my throat, esophagus, stomach and might have even

the mess and washed her face to gradually pull herself

not a coincidence. There must have been some connection between them. 'Someone is plotting against me in secret, and his or her final target must

popped into Emily's mind,"It is hard to guard against secret conspiracies." Since she did not have any

The next day.

had promised Emily to call a doctor for her, Emily decided to stay at home obediently. However, when she learned that there were some intractable problems with her work, she slipped out of the house and went to LA Company after Jacob went to work. As a result, she missed her doctor's appointment. On her way back home, she ran into Jacob, who was so

what she did was wrong, so she just stood there silently,

company without telling me, especially

help but try to pacify him,"It's okay. Don't worry about my wound. It does not hurt any more. Look, I can

point. However, since the wound hadn't actually healed yet, it started to hurt again. All of a sudden, she frowned and was

her up into his arms steadily, and bit into

was rummaging

secretly wiped the saliva left on her lips, and casually kicked off her

she was so careless that one of her shoes directly flew towards Jacob.

his hand just on time to catch the shoe before it hit him. He had unalarmed expression

you want to hit me

a smile on her face, as she slowly moved backwards because Jacob was approaching closer to her,"I

hide away from him, he reached out, stretching his long arms and caught her delicate ankle as he pulled her back without much effort. "Why are you trying to run away? I am not a

to see whether Emily's wound had reopened

ease at the thought of that. She sat still obediently, watching, as the man took off the bandage on her foot and carefully examined the wound. Emily's

changed the dressing of the wound and put on a new band-aid. This time,

in her heart

she