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..."

did not feel anything before, but when she was moving away from Jacob just then, she sensed that something was wrong. She ran her hands down her skirt and felt something viscous. When

if she was frightened by what she saw, as she covered

was even more nervous than Emily and Zola. He felt like someone was squeezing his heart out.

picked

him and reminded him anxiously,"Mr. Jacob, the

screamed out and commanded his people to get the car ready,"Start up the car! Take

were used to seeing their master as a calm and collected man; a man who wouldn't

today, Jacob had completely abandoned his composed etiquette and disposition in front of all the

just how important Emily

your places!" Zola flared up for being ignored by Jacob. She dished it out the servants who were on the scene

was the daughter of the nanny who looked after Jacob. With

was finally at

her baby! How could someone like her bear the

sped through the city traffic like a bullet

tightly, with a blank look on his

frail and weak. Lips trembling, she asked,"Jacob, do you think anything will

You 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,"...

"My belly..."

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

even faster, as it whizzed through like an arrow. Within minutes, it reached

Emily out of the car and ran into the emergency room with

on Jacob, made the doctors and nurses nervous as well. They thought Emily

he still held on to her hand, but he was eventually asked to

the room, please?" After successfully persuading him, one of the nurses then locked him out of the room.

of Emily's hand 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,