Chapter 46
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The door opened slightly and the doctor walked in again. 'Nothing?'
'Nothing,' I answered, disappointed, and rose to my feet.
'I want to keep her here for observation.'
'Like hell you will. I'm taking her with me.'
'Mr. Hollen, I'm not authorized to let you do that. She needs to stay here.'
'For what? There's nothing more y'all can do for her, and I'm not asking you for your permission to take her.'
'Sir, with all due respect, you may be a billionaire, but money won't be able to save her, or the baby, if something happens in transit. Just give us one more day.'
I wanted Emma under my private doctors' care. They were trained, certified and the best. I trusted them with my life. There was nothing more this hospital could do, other than monitor her. What if she never woke up on her own? She couldn't be given any specific medication and drugs because they could harm the baby.
I brushed her off as I called it in. Emma was transported to the helicopter on the roof top and we flew out with her, still motionless.
My medical team was already waiting at the mansion when we arrived. Emma was placed in the mansion's medical room and they tended to her immediately.
Halley was in a panic as I pulled her out of the room.
'You need to be strong Halley, she'll be alright.'
'I hope so,' she cried and buried her face in my chest.
I patted her back and told her to have a seat in the living room to calm herself down.
'Sir, we have good news,' one of the doctors said we met in the hall.
'What is it?' I asked with relief, hoping she was now awake.
'The good news is, she's awake and she's asking for you.'
I was happy and relieved to hear those words. I approached the room.
Emma was sitting on the bed. Her eyes shone bright as they fell on me. She opened her arms for a hug and I rushed into her, tenderly placing kisses on her face and hands. I laid her back on the pillow, afraid she might pass out again. She needed good rest and not too much excitement.
'Hi,' she said to me with a smile.
I was too happy to answer. I kissed her forehead instead. Tears of happiness came but I brushed them away.
I left her to rest.
'Mr. Hollen, she'll make a full recovery,' the doctor said as we walked towards the living room, 'but, the bad news, she just miscarried.'
A fuse went off in my head.
Emma's POV
It'd been two weeks since I'd gotten back home and recovered, but I was reliving a nightmare. I kept envisioning Sharon and Mrs. Hollen inside the room with me whenever I tried to sleep. Their images were plastered in my head and their words still replayed.
The swamp was another nightmare, too. How close I came to my death and the struggle and pain I endured trying to get out of it.
Now, I was no longer pregnant with Ethan's baby, and that just did a number on me. I was traumatized, and had been since the doctors told me the news when I awoke. My body had rejected the baby due to stress and the banging my body had taken at the hands of Mrs. Hollen and Sharon in the house, and in the van on my way to the swamp. They removed the fetus from inside me immediately so it wouldn't caused an infection.
I couldn't wrapped my mind around the fact that the baby wasn't inside me anymore, and I had to get through it by myself. Ethan couldn't understand how I was feeling and his entire agenda changed after the news about the baby. He became distant and cold and harsh towards me. It seemed like he was shutting me out for something that clearly wasn't my fault. I needed him in a time like this, but he was nowhere to be found. He spent late nights at the office, when he got home I would already be asleep, and when I woke up he would already be out the door. I hadn't seen him in days.
Was it possible that he wasn't sleeping with me at all?
I gathered myself again for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. I would break down and start crying whenever I thought about the baby, Sharon and Mrs. Hollen, or the swamp.
I headed to the kitchen where I met Halley and a new face. Halley was teaching a woman how to use the coffee machine and the difference between the types of coffee, and I heard her mention how Mr. Hollen liked his coffee.
'What's going on here? And who's this?' I asked.
'Oh, good morning Emma, this is Hannah and she's the new maid Mr. Hollen hired.' Halley turned to Hannah and gave a smile.
She had a tanned skin tone, slightly darker than Halley's skin. She had jet black, cut in a short bob at the back of her neck, and bangs. Her eyes were hazel and bright. Her nose was straight and her lips were small, which went well with her narrow face.
'New maid?' I asked, as if Halley had just stuttered.
'Hi, nice to meet you.' Hannah held out her hand for a handshake but waved instead when I didn't return it.
I didn't meant to be rude and come off like a bitch, but I was surprised, and not in a good way. I had no idea Ethan was hiring a new maid, and someone else to do his coffee. Why didn't he said anything to me? Why was he doing this to me? I was the only one who made his coffee in this house, and had been since I'd arrived. And I was still here, and feeling better than I was two weeks ago, so what was his problem?
