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Season 3

Episode 85

(You're my sweetheart)

Jacob was fuming as he glared at her, and his hands were clenched into fists. He was gritting his teeth as he spoke, "Emily, do you really think of me that way?"    

Emily just looked at him dazed. Her eyes were getting misty as she began to speak, "I... I'm not..."    

Jacob took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out.   

 Instinctively, Emily reached out to grab his hands but he was already way too far. "Jacob..." she cried out.    

Jacob just continued walking as if he didn't hear her until he had finally left the room.   

 He'd never felt so awful because he couldn't believe that Emily thought of him that way. She didn't trust him and accused him of being so cruel that he would do something like that against her child.  

The whole thing left a bad taste in his mouth and left him miserable.    

In reality, Jacob immediately regretted slapping Emily. He knew she was pregnant and was suffering from some mood swings. But either way, he shouldn't have done that.    

Jacob chose to leave first so that they could both calm down. If he stayed, they might've just said hurtful and mean things to one another due to their emotions.    

Jacob stood outside, he fished out a cigarette and lit it up. The cold wind was blowing which helped cool his head down. After a few minutes, he took a few drags before putting his cigarette out and walking back to the ward. When he opened the door, he saw Emily standing by the windowsill.    

The window was open, and the wind was blowing. It was freezing cold. Emily stood with her back to him, looking thin and weak, and her loose clothing was dancing along with the wind.  

Emily was a delicate woman. If she fell off the windowsill, she would fall to her death because they were on the tenth floor.    

Jacob's heart started beating rapidly out of fear. He dashed towards her and grabbed her in his arms. "Emily! What are you doing? Are you crazy?" he shouted.  

  "I'm not going to kill myself... I just want to..." Emily spoke incoherently as she was breathless.    

Jacob loosened his grip when he realized Emily was having some trouble breathing - but he still didn't let go of her. 

"I'll get mad at you if you jump!" he said.    
Jacob was so panicked that it hadn't crossed his mind that if Emily really did jump, he couldn't get mad at her anymore because she would be dead.  

Emily gasped for air and explained intermittently, "I... I didn't want to jump... I just wanted some fresh air..."   

 "Fresh air? But you're sick!" Jacob scolded. He couldn't stand even the idea of losing her. At that moment, he just wanted to get mad at her for scaring him like that but he didn't and he couldn't especially when he saw that she was already tearing up.    

"I'm sorry…" Emily apologized. She buried her face in his arms and cried, trembling so hard.    

Jacob's heart ached at the sight of Emily crying. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. "Don't cry please. It hurts me to see you cry,"  he said, consoling her.   

 "I didn't mean to..." Emily muttered as she continued sobbing. Nowadays, all she'd been doing was crying but this time, she really let everything out. She was just crying and crying and she couldn't stop. 

Jacob just held her close and rubbed her back with his hand. He knew what she was feeling and he knew that she just needed to let out all that she had been keeping in for so long.    

At this moment, Jacob finally realized how true all the cheesy lines he'd been hearing on TV was. Like when they said, "You're my sweetheart."    

That was true for him because Emily really was his sweetheart and he put her above anything else because he loved her very much. He was often scared that someone might take her away from him. 

When she was sad, he was sad too - his heart ached and tightened. All he wanted to was hold her and comfort her and shower her with his patience, love and care.    

Emily just kept crying. Jacob was worried that she might get dehydrated from all the crying so he would make her drink water every now and then. When she refused to drink, he would drink it for her and give it to her mouth-to-mouth.  

"Emily, don't cry... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have hurt you. Will you forgive me?" Jacob apologized as he looked at her red and swollen eyes, feeling his heart ache. He took her little hand and put it on his face, as he said, "Come on. You can hit me back as long as you don't get too carried away."    

Jacob took her hand and slapped himself, which startled Emily. She blinked back and just started to cry again, but Jacob immediately dropped his hand and held her again. He comforted her, "Don't cry, Emily; don't cry. 

Too much crying can be bad for you."    Emily nestled in his arms for a long time until she was finally able to collect herself. Then she opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Jacob, I've already thought about it. I've decide to have an abortion."    

Jacob was surprised - he couldn't believe what he'd heard. "Emily, what did you just say?" he asked in disbelief.  

"I want to have an abortion,"  Emily repeated in a firm tone.    

She sounded so sure of herself but Jacob was feeling a bit uneasy. He asked, "You... Uh... Why did you suddenly change your mind?"    

Emily looked up at his face with a sad look in her eyes, and asked, "Even if I didn't change my mind, would you allow me to keep him?"    

Jacob sank into silence.    

The answer was no. And it wasn't because he might not be the real father - it was because it was a risky pregnancy, and it was going to endanger Emily's life.    

Although he also loved this child, he would not allowed anyone in the world to hurt Emily, because he loved Emily and no one could take her place in his heart. If Emily died, what would the child matter to him?    

He just wanted Emily alive and healthy so that they could live together forever, so he would stop at nothing to protect her from anything that might hurt her. 

 "I know you wouldn't,"  Emily said in a resigned tone, "Jacob, do you know how I'm feeling right now? I'm miserable. I feel bad."    

"Yes, I know,"  Jacob replied. Both he and Emily were silent - it was as if the air was thick with grief and misery. Jacob knew that nothing could make Emily feel better right now. It would just make them both more miserable than they already were. 

   They just held one another - feeling one another's pain and burden.    

"Have you really made up your mind? Emily?" Jacob asked, as he let out a long breath.    

Emily nodded and answered with a torn look on her face, "Yes, I have."    

While it was supposedly good news for Jacob that Emily finally agreed to give up the baby, it didn't feel that way to Jacob. He wasn't as relieved as he imagined he would be - instead, he was feeling nervous now.  

Jacob was feeling ill at ease and even anxious. He couldn't help but wonder if something had gone wrong.   

 Emily suddenly spoke, "Since I've decided to give up the baby, I'd like to have a DNA test first before the procedure."    

Jacob stiffened as soon as he heard this but he just simply responded, "Okay."    

In reality, the reason why they hadn't had a DNA test yet was because they didn't want to know the result. It was as if they were trying to hold out hope that maybe, it could still be Jacob's.    

On the other hand, if they did a DNA test and they found out something they didn't want to find out, then they would lose something very important. That was the reason why they had been delaying the test for so long.    

But now, they both agreed to have the test. And although Jacob was feeling slightly sad about giving up the baby, he knew he had to stand by this decision because this was for Emily's safety and he would do anything for Emily.  

He ran his handkerchief under warm water and used it to gently wipe Emily's tear-stained face. He spoke in a conclusive tone, "Emily, no matter what the result is, we're still not keeping it, okay?"

Emily's tears started to well up again as she said, "Okay."



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