A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

The next day, Jacob did not show up at the company. Instead, he stayed back at the mansion and called the doctor who was supposed to see Emily yesterday.

Emily was just sitting quietly on the sofa, whilst eating biscuits and waiting for the doctor.

"How can you only eat so little?" Jacob's brows furrowed, as he got worried at how Emily only ate a few biscuits before putting them down.

"I am full," replied Emily, as she took a sip of the milk while Jacob leaned over towards her. She turned away shyly, since she still wasn't used to being intimate with Jacob. The perfume Jacob was wearing made her suspicious, so she finally turned back and asked,"What's that scent on you?

It smells so good."

As a matter of fact, she had noticed the scent a while ago, but she just held her tongue until now.

Jacob stood up and smelled his sleeves carefully. He detected a strange scent that was never on him before. Unconcerned by the unfamiliar scent, he still decided to change his clothes, because it was making Emily uncomfortable.

Emily, however, turned around again and pretended to be glum as she said,"I can still smell it on you. What perfume are you using?"

"How can you have such an acute sense of smell? Do you have a dog's nose?" Jacob teased and smiled with his low voice as he gently clasped her nose between his fingers. "I never use perfume. I guess it must be the smell of the laundry detergent. If you don't like it, I can change it right away," he said.

'It could also be the scent of other women...' Emily did not dare to speak it out loud though. She only submissively nodded her head, and said,"Then you'd better leave me alone. I am not comfortable with that scent on you."

"You..." Jacob pinched her nose again, assuming he knew why she was acting like that. Although he believed she was just making up an excuse, he still sat a little further away from her. "Spoiled girl," he mocked.

Emily pretended not to have heard his words. Instead, she ignored him and sat even further away.

Jacob was confused at what was going on.

Just as he was about to say something, Emily suddenly turned towards him, her face as pale as the moon and eyes wide open.

"Jacob, I... I am bleeding..."

was wrong. She ran her hands down her skirt and felt something viscous. When she pulled up

peeked at the scene. She acted as if she was frightened by what she saw, as she covered her eyes and screamed,"Blood! She is bleeding!

Emily and Zola. He felt like someone was squeezing his heart out. When he

another second, he swiftly picked Emily

him and reminded him anxiously,"Mr. Jacob, the doctor is already on

his people to get the car ready,"Start up the car! Take us to the hospital right

in the mansion were used to seeing their master as a calm and collected man; a

had completely abandoned his composed etiquette and disposition in front

tell from this, just how important Emily was to Jacob.

up for being ignored by Jacob. She dished it out the

in all directions within seconds. After all, Zola was the daughter of the

Zola stomped her feet on the ground. However, she was finally at ease, both happy and satisfied at

the baby of my master in the first place! She does not

through the city traffic like a bullet

Jacob held onto Emily tightly, with a blank

asked,"Jacob, do you think anything will happen to our unborn

and our child will be just fine. We are close to the hospital now." Jacob felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He paused for a short moment and anxiously asked,"... where exactly in your body are you

"My belly..."

as the words left her mouth, Jacob felt more nervous and held Emily tighter in his arms. He shouted at the driver,"Faster! Why the hell are we still so far away

the car drove even faster, as it whizzed through like an

the car to stop, as he carried Emily out of the car and ran into the emergency room

the doctors and nurses nervous as well. They thought Emily was

he still held on to her hand, but

mind leaving the room, please?" After successfully persuading

was one of the hardest things he had to do. He felt the emptiness not only in his hand, but also in his soul. He slowly clenched his fists, and somehow managed to keep his bleeding