Chapter 28 What If You Were Pregnant

It was morning when Emelle next awoke. She moaned in pain, a hangover headache pounding in her head. Just then, a cold voice rang out from beside her. “There is a glass of water on the table to your left.”

Emelie wondered if that was William’s voice.

Emelie opened her eyes right away. William was sitting in a chair beside her, ankle crossed over a knee as he watched her.

“What are you doing here, Mr. Middleton?” Emelle asked. She then realized she was in the hospital. There was even an IV drip attached to her. “What happened to me?”

William asked calmly, “Don’t you remember what happened last night?”

“I remember getting drunk after having too much to drink and my stomach feeling terrible. But I could’ve just gotten the rest I needed at home. Why did I have to be sent to the hospital?” Emelie responded. She felt uneasy. “Did something else happen to me?”

William said with an inscrutable expression, “You had a miscarriage.”

Emelie’s heart plunged into icy cold depths. Her face grew even paler as a dull ringing echoed in her ears. She felt empty.

Miscarriage..

Emelle had had a miscarriage once. She’d lost it before she even knew what was going on. That was already the most painful thing she endured in her life. How could it happen twice?

Emelle looked incredibly ill and frail after hearing what William said. William had never noticed this about her. He shifted his other ankle onto his other leg and finally said, “I was joking. You just had your period.”

Emelle took a moment to respond. “What?”

“The doctor said you were having menstrual cramps and were losing a lot of blood. The addition of alcohol made things worse. That friend of yours bluffed about you having a miscarriage, so I bluffed with it in turn,” William explained further, which was rare.

so much pain

breathing slowly

you

miscarriage, which was two months ago. Her online research told her that the miscarriage might’ve affected her cycle and wasn’t a big issue. Emelie hadn’t

so much

hadn’t been

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her expression.

eyes and retorted, “What about you, Mr. Middleton? How did you feel when you

had miscarried?”

made Emelie’s lips quirk up. Her guess

that he didn’t know about her previous miscarriage. The thought of meeting William’s cold, heartless eyes while grieving for her lost child filled

to leave the hospital once the IV drip is finished. You can leave first if you’re

Middleton,” Emelie said politely.

planned to leave anyway. He got up and went to the exit, but not before suddenly turning back. “What would you do if you

point

child, she wasn’t exactly the person who could

probably want her to abort

reach

said with a sarcastic tone,

He then left.

hospital bed, pain spreading

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