Chapter 518



Kallie’s eyes were tightly shut. Unaware of her conversation with Jake, she instinctively clutched at the fabric over her lower abdomen. “This is my baby, and I have to save it.”

Jake’s eyes brimmed with tears. At that moment, the doctor entered. Jake quickly masked his emotions, though his voice betrayed his deep concern and worry. “She’s pregnant. We need to do everything to save her. If we can’t save the baby, so be it. I’ll handle the consequences.”

The doctor nodded in understanding. Luckily, Kallie hadn’t ingested much of the poisonous substance and had received a timely gastric lavage. Both she and the baby were safe.

The doctor maintained his serious tone. “The baby is currently stable, but it has been exposed to the toxin. Despite its young age, this exposure could have consequences. It’s crucial that the expectant mother is made aware of the situation beforehand, so she’s prepared for any potential issues.”

Jake responded with a resigned smile, “Perhaps you should be the one to tell her when she regains consciousness. I’m not in a position to break such news.”

The doctor looked puzzled. “I assumed you were her…”

Jake interrupted, shaking his head. “No, I’m not. And please, don’t mention me to her. She might not like it.”

After Jake had departed, the nurses exchanged empathetic glances.

“Despite his mask, I could tell he’s quite handsome. It’s clear he cares deeply for her.”

“Did you notice how anxious he was? When he arrived at the hospital, he was drenched in sweat. His distress was palpable, especially when the doctor mentioned the baby might be at risk.”

Unbeknownst to them, Kallie overheard their conversation through a haze of grogginess. She yearned to inquire about the man they were discussing, but exhaustion silenced her.

Time seemed to blur as Kallie drifted in and out of consciousness. When she next awoke, night still enveloped the room. Doctors and nurses bustled about, and Edgar was there by her side.

Overwhelmed with concern, Kallie’s first coherent thought led her to ask, “Where is Sophie?” Her anxiety was so intense that she attempted to throw off her covers and leave the bed in search of Sophie. Edgar rushed to reassure her. “There’s no need to worry, Miss Nixon. Your daughter is just fine, actually better than fine. She’s awake now, full of energy, and the doctor even suggested she have some porridge.”

At his words, Kallie let out a sigh of relief. Her hand instinctively went to her belly as her heart fluttered with unease, worrying whether or not the baby was still there. Jake must have been aware of her concerns.

Noticing her distress, Edgar cleared his throat. “Mr. Reeves believes it’s entirely your choice as a mother to decide whether to keep the baby. He’s genuinely delighted, yet he can’t forget Mr. Nixon’s warning about your perilous delivery of Sophie. He doesn’t want you to go through such pain again.”

Kallie blinked in surprise. She had assumed Jake would insist on keeping the baby under any circumstances. With a flicker in her eyes, Kallie changed the topic. “Where is Jake now? Have you learned who was responsible?”

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