Chapter 118

Once I am on my feet, I examine the nightgown I am wearing and it is also stained with blood.

“Do you think the baby’s okay?” Robert asks me.

“I honestly do not know, Robert,” I reply to him.

“Well, I do not like these vague answers, I am going for an ambulance.” He says to me as he dials the number on his phone.

“Robert, can you please just wait and let me think?” I beg him and he ends the call that he was making.

“I don’t want us to lose the baby,” He says and each time he talks about the baby, my heart skips a beat.

I am sure the baby is fine, I have been through extreme situations in the past few days and nothing happened; no way sleeping last night would have done any harm.

“Yeah, you can call for help,” I say to him and he lifts his phone to make a call.

“But not 911 or an ambulance!” I add quickly and he sighs.

“Then who?” He sounds like he could cry at any minute. I should be feeling the same way, but for some reason, I just fee