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Gregory tapped my head gently, "I've got this, don't worry. You can't afford to get worked up right now."

"Jane!"

Christine's sudden shout startled me.

Gregory, usually the epitome of calm, followed Christine's pointing finger and instantly panicked.

I'd never seen such a look of helplessness on his face before.

In the next moment, he scooped me up in his arms. I could feel the dampness around my thighs - blood was trickling down my legs.

I clutched at his arm, "The baby..."

"It's going to be okay."

Gregory's voice was stern, a pep talk for both me and himself.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Being so close, I could distinctly feel his heart beating irregularly.

When we entered the emergency room, I noticed his hands shaking.

...

Christine was injured, moving with difficulty, and Dailey, for some reason, was moving slower than usual.

She looked at the man in front of her and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you answer my call?"

Dailey was unemotional, "It was too late, not really convenient."

Christine's temper flared instantly, "Did you know I had an emergency?"

Dailey remained indifferent, "I thought you could text me. I would have replied when I saw it."

Christine wanted to curse out loud but ended up in silence.

Dailey's gaze flickered but he didn't say anything.

Just as they reached the emergency room door, Dailey received a call, then turned to Gregory, "Got something to handle. Call me if you need anything."

Gregory glanced at the time, "First, get Christine home."

Christine immediately protested, "I'm not going anywhere until I'm sure Jane is fine."

Seeing he was not needed, Dailey left.

Gregory didn't say more, just fixated on the emergency room light, his eyes red, like a caged beast.

Fortunately, it wasn't too long before the emergency room door opened.

Gregory rushed forward, "Doctor, how are they?"

"Don't worry, the adult is fine, and we've managed to save the baby."

The doctor added, "But you must be careful, no more stress or heavy activity. They need to rest properly. Otherwise, it might not be possible to save them next time."

Gregory nodded, finally letting out a long breath of relief, "Alright, we'll be careful."

...

I had another dream.

I dreamt that Ramona and the baby left me.

I woke up screaming, only to find myself in a familiar, comforting embrace.

Gregory soothed me softly, "It was just a dream, don't be scared."

Still unsure, my memory quickly came back, and I instinctively touched my stomach, "Our baby..."

Gregory covered my hand with his, his voice warm, "The baby's fine. But you, you need to rest."

I slowly calmed down, "And Ramona?"

"Ramona's fine too, she's been checked and medicated, now sleeping soundly."

Gregory systematically answered, even preempting my next question, "Christine is resting in her room."

That's when I looked around, realizing we'd been moved.

We were now in a VIP room of a hospital owned by the Ford family.

I was a bit concerned, "How's Chris' injury?"

"I've got a specialist on it. She'll be treated properly, no lasting effects."

"I..."

Before I could continue, Gregory leaned in pressing his forehead against mine, his voice incredibly gentle, "Anything else you want to ask?"

"I'm hungry."

He chuckled lightly, "Everything's ready."

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He signaled for the bodyguard to bring in the chicken noodle soup.

Then, with skilled hands, he lifted the lid, scooped up a noodle, blew on it gently, and brought it to my lips.

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It was from my favorite diner.

With the baby safe, Ramona and Christine taken care of, I finally relaxed and felt my appetite returning.