119 Book 2: Chapter 45

Several hours passed by, and nothing happened. I tried to take my thoughts off from my stressors and allowed myself to get dragged off to sleep. Ever since I arrived in this place, there seemed to no cease from things that deprived me of rest and sleep. And my body was then claiming for the rejuvenation it needed. In the afternoon, the obstetrician-gynecologist finally arrived.

"Dr. Grey," she greeted, and I saw Jera's eyes flickering in surprise. "How are you now?"

I propped up on my bed, and she did not go ahead until I had leaned my back on the bed board.

"Hello, doc. I'm into several hours of sleep, I guess."

She smiled while fixing her gaze at me. I saw glints of concern in that look, and I began to get nervous.

"I know you're eager to know about the status of your baby. While stress is not good for our overall health, no study links it to any termination of pregnancy. And bleeding in the first trimester happens to about 20-25% of pregnant women. The cervix may also bleed more easily during pregnancy because more blood vessels are developing in this area."

I took in a deep breath and exhaled it heavily, mumbling a word of thanks afterward as I closed my eyes. I then smiled and chuckled while I looked back at my obstetrician.

"Doc, so I can go now?"

"No. We still have to make sure your pregnancy is safe. Even If I allowed you to go, your husband would not agree with it. He wants to take you somewhere far from those things that make you worry."

My heart leaped at her mention of "husband." Did Sean come to talk to her?

I straightened my back and looked straight into her eyes, hoping to get an answer. She also held my gaze back in a gentle stare.

"What time did my husband come to talk to you?" I prayed that she would not see how I was holding my breath.

"Well, I was here when he brought you to the ER yesterday. And we talked long enough. He's very much worried about you and the baby."

My heartbeats rushed up to my temples at the thought that Sean was here, but I also remembered that he was with Calla. Unconsciously, my gaze fell on Jera, and I remembered that she thought of Ian as my husband. And maybe the doctor thought so, too.

"Doc, did my husband tell you his name?"

The doctor's eyes beamed as she tried to recall.

"I think that was…Ian?"

My goodness! Why was Ian pretending to be my husband at her also? Only one thing was in my mind—this was one of his ways to trick me into selling my share to him. He was pretending to be kind so that I would soften up and trust him.

The doctor went out, and my mind went back to what the doctor said about bringing me to a safe place. Was it already about kidnapping me until I would give in to his demand? My muscles tensed up at this thought, and all I wanted was to go home and live far away from them. I had concluded that whenever wealth is involved, chaos always follows.

I asked Jera's assistance to help me go to the bathroom. Maybe because of too much sleep that I felt dizzy again. I hadn't even reached the bathroom when my stomach churned. I sprinted the halfway distance from the door to the sink to throw up. I took a quick shower after that, and just when I went back to the bed, my phone buzzed on top of the wooden bedside table.

Endless stressful calls, I mumbled. And seeing Eric's name took away the soothing freshness I felt after taking a bath.

"Dear, how are you?" Eric's voice floated right after I hit the call button.

"What is it this time?"

"Just reminding you about not accepting Mr. Ian's demand. I have found a way to help you, and from now on, I will talk to other investors with the help of a friend."

I just listened and never said a word, but wondered who the friend he meant was.

"Who is that friend?" I asked, unable to contain my curiosity.

"Someone who has an influence on investors."

"Name."

"Not necessary."

"Then forget about helping me."

"Okay. Ric Abella is always the friend whom I can rely on."

Good gracious! How could best friends share over a woman? And what kind of charm did Calla have to possess these men in her life, including Sean? The more I thought about it, the creepier Eric became. And I realized I hadn't really known him enough.

"Red, listen, I don't want you to fall into Mr. Ian's cunning moves. He has already given me an ultimatum, but for you, I will not give in. I will use all of my resources just to protect you and your inheritance."

My spine crept up at his words, sending goosebumps into my skin. To make him stop, I cut him off directly.

"Eric, I'm not in good shape today. Give me time to think."

Without waiting for his answer, I pressed the red icon and put down the phone. I slid under the covers, and just as my head hit the pillow, I felt a cramping sensation in my lower abdomen.

"No, please, baby. I promise to choose you from now on," I closed my eyes as I placed my hand over my lower abdomen. "I can afford to lose the inheritance, but not you."

A ringing sound diverted my attention, and I heard Jera's voice speaking over the phone. I continued to close my eyes and lids from blinking to pretend I was asleep.

"The doctor just came here and announced that the baby is safe. After that, she felt dizzy again and threw up. Just when she returned to bed, someone called, and she cried," she said, her voice louder than a whisper.

I continued pretending to sleep, but my ears were sharp enough to pick up their conversation. I wondered who she was talking to, but there were only two people with whom she could connect. And while listening, I recalled what Sean told me to trust Atty. Evarez.

I didn't know what was right anymore, but I had finally decided to sell my share to Mr. Ian of Riddance Corporation. Whatever I would have out of it could be something I could start on rebuilding my inheritance by myself without these necessary troubles. It may not be as massive as how Sean expanded TAG Corporation, but I knew that my grandfather would still be proud of me. And I would live somewhere far away, far from the people that hurt me.