Chapter<b>123</b>RealorFake
Butno,Emellecouldn’tdothat.
Itwasnotanoption.
Shestillhadparents.Shecouldn’tabandoneverything.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.
#youtookmymother’sheart,stoleherchancetolive.That’sanondisputedfact.Becauseofyou,Imightlose<b>Mom</b>
“Ifyouhave evenashredofhumanityleft,you’dstop.Whatgooddoesitdoyoubydrivingmetoextremes?”
“Anundeniablefact,”Williamrepeated,mocking“YouInsistonbelievingthat”
Emeliewishedshedidn’thavetobelieveit.
<b>But</b>shebelieveditwasasDaphnehadtoldhertoday.<b>That</b>heartwasnowbeatinginDaphne’sfather’schest!
Samuelsteadiedhershoulders. Emellewasindeedtremblingwithanger.
Hesaidinadeepvoice,“I<b>have</b>a waytoverifyMs.Hovenhadbeenpregnantor<b>had</b>amiscarriage.”
Alleyestumedtohim.
“It’ssimple.Checkingherpulsewillmakeitclear.”Samuelcontinued.
“youcanreadpulses?”William’stonewasskeptical.
“HedoubtedSamuel’s capabilityandwhetherhe’dcoverforEmelieifsheweren’ttruthful.
Samuelrepliedcalmly,“Mybrother,Nehemiah<b>,</b><b>is</b>arenownedtraditionalmedicinepractitioner.Mr.Middleton<b>,</b>perhapsyou’veheardofhim.
“I’velearnedpulse–taldingfromhim.HepraisedmyskillsenoughtosuggestIcouldrunaclinicmyself.
“AlthoughIneverdid,it’sstilleasyformetodiagnoseif someonehasbeenpregnantorhadamiscarriagebyreadingtheirpulse.”
William’sgazelingered<b>on</b>Samuel’s<b>hand</b>aroundEmelie’sshoulders.
Hisexpressionwasicy,buthedidn’tsayanything.
Itwasprobablyanimplicitconsent.
SamuelwhisperedtoEmelie,“Trustmethistime.”
Emellesigheddeeplyandfollowedhimtothecouch
Samuelcheckedherpulse,listeningintentlyforafewminutes
Then,themotionedforhertooffer herotherhand,repeatingtheprocess.
“Nowonderyourvoicesoundedhoarsetoday,Wereyoucoughingthstcoupleofdays?”
Monaeximed,“Youcantellthatfromthepulse?Emeliegotsickfromalltherunningaroundforjobinterviewsrecently.
“shehad abadcough<b>and</b>onlystartedfeelingbetteryesterday.”
HerwordsweremeantforWilliamto<b>hear</b>,<b>too</b>.
ButWilliamremainedsilent
“I’velearnedwell.”ThehintofasmilefadedfromSamuel’sexpression
“Deficienciesinbothenergyandblood.Youmiscarriedbefore<b>reaching</b>onemonthofpregnancy.
“Theabortionwasn’plete,soyouneededaD&Csurgery.Ithasleftyourbodyweakenedduetonoproperpost–operativecare.
Emelierecalledthepainofthesurgery,frowning,“Yes..”
SammdjustedhisssesandaddressedWilliam.“Ms.Hovenmiscarriedthreetofourmonths<b>ago</b>.
“Mr.Middleton,ifyoudoubtmydiagnosis,feelfreetoseekasecondopinion.ButIamconfidenttheresultwillbethe<b>same</b>.”
WilliamgazedatEmelieonthecouch,hisemotionsinscrutable.
“ThemiscarriagehasaffectedMs.Hoven’s health.She’sfallenilltwicein<b>just</b><b>a</b>weekNow,withthisdevastatingnewsaboutherfamily,she’s<b>barely</b>holdingon.
“She’sjustforcingherself.Butifshe letsup,she’ll fallseverelyigain.”
SamuellspokeupforEmelle.“Mr.Middleton,asthesayinggoes,‘toforgiveisasignofstrengthanpassion.”
williamstillremainedsilent.
Daphne’sgazeshiftedbetweenthetwo<b>,</b><b>biting</b>her<b>lip</b>anxiously.Shecoveredher<b>face</b>andhissedinpain<b>.</b>
ShetuggedatWilliam’ssleeve.“Mr.Middleton,myfacehurts,Canyoutakemebacktothehospital?”
Even<b>as</b>heleft,Williamdidn’t<b>Indicate</b>whetherhebelievedSamuel.
Emelieguessedheprobablydidn’tbelievethem.
Hewasn’totrustotherseasily,letaloneSamuel,whomheviewedasher“lover.”
ItmadeperfectsenseforSamuelto lietoprotecther.
Emeliespacedoutforalongwhile.
Chapter123RealorFake
Whenshesnappedbacktoreality,shesaid,“Mr.Swanson,I<b>haven’t</b>evenotteredyouadrinksinceyou<b>arrived</b>.I’msorry.”
Shegrabbed<b>a</b>disposablecuptopour<b>water</b>,onlytofindthekettleempty-
Monahurriedtotakeover.
“I’llbollsomewater.”Shedisappearedinto<b>the</b>kitchen.
Meanwhile,Emelieheadedtothefridge.
“Letmegetyouadrink,Mr.Swanson<b>.</b>”Samueldeclined.“Noneed,I’mnotthirsty<b>.</b>”
ButEmelleopenedthefridgeanyway,takingoutabottleofbeer.Asshepoppedthetabandtook<b>a</b><b>sip</b>,Samuelcameoverandsnatchedit.
“Didn’tyouhear whatIjustsaid?Inyourcurrentcondition,alcoholwillonlydomore<b>ham</b>.”
Leaningagainstthefridge,Emelielookedathim.“Mr.Swanson,canyouhonestlytellfrommypulsethatI’vehadamiscarriage?”
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