Love Is Bad, By All Means
Chapter 11 She lost the baby

Few days later, she was lying in the sickbed, colorless lips and pale countenance.

"I..."

She moved her fingers but barely opened her eyes. White everywhere and the odour of disinfectant as usual. Her body was extremely uncomfortable strangely, as if something was missing. "What happened?"

"Your child is... gone!" Jeremy produced a forced smile.

It was like a thunder hitting her. What? The baby was gone? The baby of her and Will?

Emma touched her belly while gazing at Jeremy. she couldn't believe what she heard.

"I need to see the doctor. Let me go..."

She whispered with two arms struggling her way off the bed. She took the needle off her hand, eyes fixed.

"Emma, stop it!"

Jeremy was afraid that she would do something foolish and then pressed her onto the bed. But she was kicking around as if the feet had their own thoughts.

Her eyes were watering up, tears pouring out from her eyes. There was no way to make her calm down. She was howling regardless of her image.

"My baby! My baby... was gone..."

It was unbearable for Jeremy to see her in such a condition, but what can he do? Will wouldn't realize how cruel he was to do such a thing.

At last, Emma fell asleep while crying, which finally made her quiet.

Jeremy put a blanket on her and then moved to the window to light a cigarette, watching the sky getting darker and darker.

Two days later, Emma could walk and she didn't talk with Jeremy either. She would touch her belly now and then, eyes fixed. "Emma, eat something!"

Jeremy handed her over an apple after he washed it, but it was rejected ruthlessly.

"I am going for Will!"

"Emma, I beg you. Don't sacrifice yourself for this man anymore, would you? Look at yourself now!"

Jeremy forced a smile. He didn't know what incredible things would happen to her if he let her go again this time.

"Jeremy, I have nothing to do with you. Don't mess with me. You committed myself voluntarily!"

Emma prepared herself to stand up and walked step by step out of the ward slowly, teeth gritted.

Will was sitting in the couch in his house, hands on a laptop. He was working on some documents orderly.

Door bell ringing made him think it could be Sherry, and he called out naturally.

"Sherry? Are you back?"

Nobody answered.

When he turned around to see it was the woman. How thick-faced she was to come back?

"Will, was it you who got rid of my baby?"

Emma questioned him with tears in her eyes. Although it was a sure thing, she was unwilling to believe it.

Will smiled coldly.

"So what? The bastard should be aborted! Since you are here, you can sign the agreement then. Save me the trouble!"

His words were like the sharp sword, stabbing back and forth through her solid heart.

He threw to her a paper with familiar cover sheet while talking.

Emma read the word and determined that she wouldn't give up their relationship willingly. It was impossible for her to do it. "I won't sign!"

"Are you negotiating with me?"

"I won't sign even though I would die."