Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 24

Emily opened her eyes wearily, her head and body aching. The pungent smell told her that she was in

the hospital.

"What's wrong with me?" Emily asked. Her voice is soft and weak.

A person was sitting opposite the bed, but her vision was a little blurry, and she couldn't see who he

was. But no matter who he was, she wanted to know what was going on with her.

The man stood up, placed a chair beside her bed, and sat down. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Only then did Emily see who this man was. He was Franklin.

"Mr... Mr. Brent." Emily murmured, her voice deadly quiet.

"There are two messages for you now. Which one do you want to hear first?" Franklin asked.

"Good news or bad news?" Emily's heart tightened. Could it be that she was incurably ill?

Her vision was becoming clearer, allowing her to see Franklin's face clearly. However, Franklin always

had a poker face, and she could not tell anything from his emotionless face.

However, they did not know each other at all, so even if she was incurably ill, he would not be sad or

happy!

"Both are good news for me, but not necessarily for you," Franklin added.

"Whatever you want!" Emily was secretly relieved.

Both were good news for him, so she was not going to die. Even they were not close, he should not be

happy to know she was dying.

"Well, the first one is that you are pregnant."

"Ah?"

"The second one is that you are severely anemic and malnourished. You are not suitable for an

abortion. Otherwise, it might be difficult for you to get pregnant again in the future."

"Ah?"

"Are they good news or bad news for you?" Franklin leaned forward, almost touching her face, and he

asked in a low voice. His eyes were alight with curiosity and expectation.

Emily looked at the approaching handsome face. She was completely confounded. Her "ah" was only

subconscious.

Her mind was blank. She could not think anything, let alone accept the fact that a baby was growing in

her belly.

"How... How could I be pregnant?" Emily said weakly.

Her eyes darkened and she almost passed out again.

Franklin sat back, looked at her, and said gently, "We didn't take any precautions that night, and you

didn't take any pills after that, right? I'm in good health, and although you're not, you've matured

physically. It's not surprising for you to get pregnant."

"How do I know I should take pills? I've never done anything like this before." Emily couldn't help but

cry. She had no idea she should do that.

A hint of a smile played on his lips, "I am delighted that you have never done that with anyone else

before."

"But that didn't delight me. No, absolutely not. I can't give birth to this child." Emily immediately shook

her head and shouted.

She struggled to get out of bed with a pale face. She wanted to ask the doctor what she should do. The

words "pregnancy before marriage" were like a mountain pressing down on her, making her breathless.

She had always been conservative, or else she would have allowed Lucas to have her since they had

been with each other for 2 years. Now that she was suddenly pregnant, how could she accept it?

"Didn't you hear the second news?"

Seeing that she was about to get up, Franklin pressed her back on the bed with a frown and asked,

staring into her eyes unhappily.

"But I don't want this child. I can't get pregnant before getting married," Emily murmured.

Tears streamed down the corners of her eyes, wetting the sheets beneath her.

Her crying melted Franklin down. He frowned and stared at her unhappily, but he didn't know what

should he say to stop her from crying

After a while, he said in a low, husky voice, "I will marry you. If we get married, then it's not pregnancy

before marriage."