Hello, Mr. Brent

The Brent's Residence was magnificent, but Emily was not in the mood to appreciate it. When she entered in, she saw Mrs. Brent sitting on the sofa, squinting at her with a rather arrogant expression.

"Hello, Mrs. Brent.” Emily went up to greet her. And since she was not allowed to call her mother-in-law, it was always right to call her Mrs. Brent.

But she didn't expect Mrs. Brent to be so picky. She snorted coldly and said, "Do you think you are qualified to call me Mrs. Brent?"

Emily asked with embarrassment, "Then what should I call you? Hey- yo?"

"Little girl, who are you talking to?" Mrs. Brent was angry. Pointing at her, she scolded.

Emily pursed her lips. She used to run into unreasonable middle-aged women. Her experience told her to bear with it and keep a low profile. Mrs. Brent was even angrier after seeing that she didn't speak.

She looked up at Emily, who's standing obediently in front of her. She could not hide her contempt in her eyes.

"Sit down! I have something to talk to you about.”

"Thank you." Emily sat across from her.

It was uncomfortable to stand there, and her stomach ached.

"Do you know why I asked you to come over today?" Mrs. Brent asked. Emily shook her head.

Mrs. Brent said coldly, "You heard what I said this morning. To tell you the truth, the reason Franklin marry you is not that he really likes you He is just angry with me, trying using you to piss me off."

"Why did he do that? What have you done?"

"What are you talking about? I'm his mother," Mrs. Brent shouted. Emily smirked, "Of course, I know that. You don't have to emphasize it." "Sure enough, as Susan said, you are different,” Mrs. Brent snorted coldly.

Emily thought with a frown, "Who is Susan? How does she know that?" It took her a while for her to realize that Susan was Lucas’ mother, Mrs. Wright! She almost forgot that Lucas had mentioned that his mother's name was Susan.

But Mrs. Wright was nice to her. She didn't expect that Mrs. Wright would stab her in the back, though they ended up not being families. "I heard you were in love with Lucas before. Why did you suddenly mess with Franklin?" Mrs. Brent asked.

Emily said, "Since Lucas can marry Iris, why can't I fall in love with someone else? It's better for you to ask Franklin about the specific reasons for this."

"If he's willing to tell me, I don't need to ask you."

"Oh, it turns out that he declines to tell you!" Emily realized.

Mrs. Brent was so angry that she gritted her teeth, "Little girl, don't be complacent. Do you think Franklin loves you? He just married a woman who was not as good as Avery because I didn't want him to be with her. He tried to piss me off so I will allow him to date Avery. As soon as I agree, he will divorce you immediately and marry Avery."

"Who is Avery?" Emily asked in surprise.

"That's not your business. Anyway, she’s better than you in all aspects, including appearance, shape, educational background, or capability. And they're childhood sweethearts with a deep emotional foundation." "Then why don't you agree? You'd better say yes," said Emily.

It turned out that Avery was Franklin's childhood sweetheart. Emily was a little jealous as she wondered what kind of woman she was.

But she was not afraid even if Franklin wanted to divorce her now. With the commission that Mr. Carter gave her, she could afford her mother's medical bill.

She felt a little sad when thinking of her baby.

Mrs. Brent gritted her teeth. If she said yes previously, Emily would not be standing here arguing with her.

"Let me put it straight. Even if I admit to his relationship with Avery, I won't agree that he dates you. My son, who was raised with great difficulty, is tall, handsome, and capable. Why should he be with a woman like you?" Mrs. Brent scorned.

Emily replied in anger, "Since your son is so excellent, why don't you keep him at home all the time? You should lock him at home and appreciate him as your wish. Sorry, I have to leave first.”

Emily stood up immediately but she regretted her words right away. She shouldn't be so impulsive to talk back to Mrs. Brent.

Sure enough, with a dark face, Mrs. Brent's stood up and slapped her in the face without hesitation. "You are crazy. How dare you to talk to me like this."

"Ouch!" Emily cried out because of the pain and covered her face.

Her face was burning with pain, but that was not the point. The point was that her stomachache became stronger, just like she got her period. It surprised her. She immediately reached out to check.

"Blood, I'm bleeding.” Emily's face turned white when she saw the blood on her hand.

Mrs. Brent was also shocked as she knew that Emily was pregnant. Seeing that she was bleeding, Mrs. Brent was shocked as she subconsciously thought that she had miscarried. She hurriedly shouted, "Is there anybody there? Come and help."

Although she didn't like Emily, her baby was the offspring of the Brents, her grandson.

"Emily." Franklin rushed over, and asked, grabbing Emily in his arms, "What's wrong?"

"Franklin, I'm bleeding.” Emily stared blankly at Franklin and sobbed. Emily was terrified as she was clear about what bleeding during pregnancy meant, even if she had no experience in this area.

Although she did not look forward to giving birth to this child, she was still very frightened to lose him now.

Hearing that she was bleeding, Franklin was also shocked and immediately carried her out.

Mrs. Brent shouted, "Franklin, where are you taking her?"

"If something happens to her, you'll regret everything you've done,” Franklin turned around and said coldly to Mrs. Brent.

Mrs. Brent was so shocked by his eyes that she stood there, motionless. Carrying Emily into the car, Franklin told Jason urgently, "Go to the hospital immediately. Also, call and ask them to get prepared for first aids.”

Jason was also shocked and quickly stepped on the accelerator to start the car.

Doctors were ready by the time they got to the hospital. Franklin carried her all the way to the OR. His hands were trembling when the light is on.

It was unknown whether he was so tired since he had been carrying her for too long or he was nervous.

"Mr. Brent, she will be okay. The baby will be fine,” Jason comforted as he handed him a cup of hot water.

Franklin shook his head. There was blood on his palms, Emily's blood, his baby's blood.

He had never been a timid man, but he was so nervous to see the blood at this moment because he might lose his child.

"Mr. Brent, the doctor is out,” Jason reminded him.

Franklin immediately stood up and looked at the doctor with nervousness, afraid that the doctor would say something breaking his heart.