The Spoiled Girl

Rita only knew that there was something wrong with Emily's unborn baby, but she had no idea how serious it was. Emily was almost certain that if Rita knew the truth, she would advise her to abort the baby just as Jacob did.

Since, the risk of harm from keeping the baby was relatively high, anyone who really cared for her and wanted her to live could never allow her to risk her life for the unborn baby.

However, since her hopes of being with Jacob and living with him had died, all she had left in the world was her own baby. So even at the face of imminent risk, Emily would make every effort to protect and deliver the baby.

Determined, Emily's resolve was stronger than ever.

Thanks to David, Emily didn't have to wait in line. She just registered her name and then proceeded with the check-up.

Rita's company throughout the whole check-up made Emily more uneasy, but she couldn't think of the right excuse to send her away.

All of a sudden, Rita's phone rang. It was David.

"Hello? Rita, Dylan has been crying the whole time. I have no idea how to comfort him..." said David, with a sense of urgency in his voice, accompanied by the crying of a baby in the background.

Rita frowned and asked, "What's the matter with him? Maybe he is hungry? Or he is not feeling well?"

"I can't tell. I've tried giving him some food but he doesn't want to eat. I've touched his forehead and he doesn't feel feverish," he answered.

"Then why don't you pacify him?" she said.

"I just don't know how, and that's why I called to ask you," he replied. Needless to say, David was at a loss, and he had no idea what was wrong with Dylan or why he had been crying for so long.

"I am here in the hospital with Emily. Just try your best to comfort him, or else send him here to the hospital if it doesn't work," she suggested. Rita then hung up the phone, but she could not discard the look of worry on her face.

Emily guessed what they were talking about, and said hurriedly, "Rita, you should go and see Dylan! He's probably crying because he misses his mother..."

Rita shook her head in refusal and said, "I will be worried about you the whole time if I go and leave you here by yourself."

Emily pressed her lips together and continued to persuade her, "I'll be fine. I'm not a child, and I can do this on my own. Besides, there are so many bodyguards here. There's no

d, "Oh, it's nothing serious. Just the usual."

"Okay, I'll send a car to pick you up!" said Rita.

Emily quietly took a deep breath, trying to make her tone sound as relaxed as possible and said, "I think I'd like to go for a walk. I've been missing the outside air and the scenery is fantastic."

Rita hesitated for a while before she said, "Well, you must let the bodyguards follow you and call me if you need anything."

"Okay, I will." Emily assured. Finally, she hung up the phone and embraced the silence. The long, tiresome day had taken its toll on her. She sat down on the ground, but she dared not to show her sadness, because she was afraid that the bodyguards would say something to Rita and David.

As she knelt on one knee, Emily secretly tore the medical reports and put them in a small bag, before throwing them in the trash can. Afterwards, she walked aimlessly to a small park, lost in deep thoughts.

Emily sat on the bench alone. She whipped her head around left and right to see where she was. The sunlight kissed her body, but she couldn't feel its warmth.

There wasn't anybody else in the park. Emily succumbed to the cold, cheerless and loneliness.

Out of the blue, a stray cat gracefully walked to Emily and rubbed its head against her skirt. "Meow, meow, meow..."

The cat caught Emily's attention, as she lowered her eyes and looked at the little stray cat, hiding between her ankles. Emily's heart softened and she said, "But I don't have any food to give to you...."

"Meow, meow, meow... " The stray cat circled at her feet, refusing to leave.