Chapter 400:
Klein hurriedly stepped forward to support me.
“I’m fine…” I said, placing my hand on my head. But I felt dizzy, and my legs began to feel weak. If it weren’t for Klein supporting me, I would have fallen to the ground by now.
“Bella?”
“Is anyone there? Call an ambulance immediately!”
“Call an ambulance! Didn’t you hear me?”
I was held in his arms, and as I listened to his frantic shouts, my consciousness began to fade.
A few hours later, I woke up in a white hospital room. The surroundings were familiar, and I realized I was back in the hospital.
“Are you awake?”
A familiar male voice reached my ears.
I turned my head and saw Klein smiling at me.
“What’s wrong with me?”
I felt very tired.
“You fainted just now, which is why I sent you to the hospital,” Klein said gently.
Hearing these words, my first reaction was the child in my belly. I reached out and grabbed Klein’s arm.
“My child, how is my child?”
Klein hurriedly grabbed my hand and replied, “It’s fine. It’s still safe in your stomach. Don’t worry!”
Hearing this, I was relieved. I placed my hands on my flat lower abdomen and whispered, “Thank you, God.”
At this moment, I began to reflect on my actions.
“I was too immature when I met Emma just now. If I really had a conflict with her, I could have hurt the baby in my belly. This is irresponsible behavior towards the baby. I must be more careful from now on.”
Then, I noticed that Klein was looking at me.
Klein seemed to want to ask something, but he didn’t say anything. I knew that he must want to ask me about my pregnancy. After all, I was alone now—neither married nor in a relationship. It would be confusing for anyone to see me pregnant out of the blue. But I couldn’t tell him that Herbert had done this to me forcefully.
Herbert was a madman right now, and I didn’t want Klein to act on impulse because of me.
“Can I ask whose child this is?” Klein hesitated for a long time, but finally, he asked.
“No,” I said softly.
Klein continued, “Will that man be responsible for this child?”
My nose twitched.
“He might be willing to pay for this child, but he won’t marry me.”
I looked at Klein’s tightly furrowed brows and his hands clenched into fists, and said, “This is my own business. You don’t have to worry about it.”
