A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Jacob placed his hand on Emily's belly, but he could not do anything as he was not a doctor. So he stood back up and said,"I will
call a doctor for you tomorrow."
Emily nodded in agreement. When she lowered her head to continue her dinner, Jacob dropped a big chicken drumstick on her
bowl.
"You should enjoy as much as you can before you start to get morning sickness," Jacob suggested, in a serious tone. Then he
glanced again at Emily's belly and said,"Our baby will need more nutrition to grow healthy, you know."
It didn't seem so strange to Jacob that Emily's belly was still flat even though she was pregnant, as he knew that Emily had a
slender body type because she never ate too much.
"Okay." Jacob sounded like a father getting his kid to eat vegetables, ' thought Emily, but still she nodded, and then she asked for
one more bowl of rice. 'Anyway, Jacob is right about the baby needing proper nutrition.'
"By the way, where did you learn that from?"
Emily asked casually, but she was surprised to see Jacob turn his face away awkwardly as he said,"Everyone knows that."
One thing he would never tell Emily was the truth that he had been reading up on how to take care of a mother during her
pregnancy, and he managed to retain most of the contents quite well in his mind.
To his relief, Emily did not inquire much about his unusual reaction. She just wondered whether such knowledge was actually
known by all. 'Maybe I should read more books about pregnancy?' she thought to herself.
With different plans in mind, Emily and Jacob finished their dinner in a relaxing and cozy atmosphere.
Before going to bed, Emily decided to pour a glass of milk for herself, as she usually did. However, when she got the glass and
looked again at the milk, she found tiny little granules glittering at the bottom.
Confused, she shook the glass again a few times. 'It must be sugar granules, ' she thought. But she never added sugar in her
milk. Perhaps it was Jacob? Or somebody else?
With the confusion in her mind, Emily took a table spoon and stirred the milk several times. However, she was even more
surprised with what she discovered afterwards.
The "sugar granules" didn't melt even after being stirred. Moreover, every time she stirred they made a strange, crisp sound.

What the hell were these granules?
Emily quickly poured the milk into the sink to have a clear look at what those granules were. When she found out that they were
actually tiny shards of glass with sharp edges, she was shocked and terrified.
'Who would put these in my glass? If I had just drank the milk without noticing, these granules could have hurt my throat,
esophagus, stomach and might have even caused internal bleeding...' Stupefied, Emily could not even bear to think of the
consequences.
Filled with perturbation, she cleaned the mess and washed her face to gradually pull herself together.
Pushpins, broken shards of glass...' It was definitely not a coincidence. There must have been some connection between them.
'Someone is plotting against me in secret, and his or her final target must be Jacob.'
An old saying suddenly popped into Emily's mind,"It is hard to guard against secret conspiracies." Since she did not have any
evidence about who was behind all these things, she decided not to make a fuss for the time-being.
The next day.
As Jacob had promised Emily to call a doctor for her, Emily decided to stay at home obediently. However, when she learned that
there were some intractable problems with her work, she slipped out of the house and went to LA Company after Jacob went to
work. As a result, she missed her doctor's appointment. On her way back home, she ran into Jacob, who was so angry to see
her there that he unleashed hell's wrath upon her.
Emily knew that what she did was wrong, so she just stood there silently, listening to Jacob's scolding.
Blowing his top, Jacob went absolutely ballistic, ranting and raving. 'How could Emily go to the company without telling me,
especially since her wounds had not yet healed. Why can't she just take care of herself instead of always making me worry?'
As Jacob grew angrier, Emily could not help but try to pacify him,"It's okay. Don't worry about my wound. It does not hurt any
more. Look, I can walk normally and I can even jump freely."
She jumped a few times in front of Jacob to prove her point. However, since the wound hadn't actually healed yet, it started to
hurt again. All of a sudden, she frowned and was about to fall down, but luckily Jacob was there to catch her in his arms.
"You always make me worry about you, my naughty girl," Jacob said softly, unable to stay angry at Emily anymore. Then he held
her up into his arms steadily, and bit into her lips as if he was punishing her. Soon, he carried her into his bedroom.

"Take off your shoes," Jacob ordered, as he was rummaging through the first-aid kit left by the doctor.
"Okay," Emily stole a glance at Jacob, secretly wiped the saliva left on her lips, and casually kicked off her shoes.
But she was so careless that one of her shoes directly flew towards Jacob.
Jacob, however, narrowed his eyes and raised his hand just on time to catch the shoe before it hit him. He had unalarmed
expression on his face as if he was expecting Emily to do something silly like that.
"Well. It looks like you want to hit me with a surprise attack, right?"
"Aha..." Emily squeezed a smile on her face, as she slowly moved backwards because Jacob was approaching closer to her,"I
didn't mean to..."
When Jacob realized that Emily was trying to hide away from him, he reached out, stretching his long arms and caught her
delicate ankle as he pulled her back without much effort. "Why are you trying to run away? I am not a monster. Come on. Let me
check your wound."
Turned out Jacob only wanted to see whether Emily's wound had reopened or not.
All of Emily's worries were put to ease at the thought of that. She sat still obediently, watching, as the man took off the bandage
on her foot and carefully examined the wound. Emily's cheeks suddenly turned red like spring rose, the blooming color so cute
against her soft, fair skin.
"It is not bleeding. I think it will completely close up sooner rather than later." Jacob then put Emily's leg on his lap, changed the
dressing of the wound and put on a new band-aid. This time, however, he didn't blow on the band-aid as he did last time.
But Emily still had a warm feeling in her heart for everything Jacob had done for her.
"Jacob," she said.
"Go on," replied Jacob, as he raised his head to look at Emily, while lowering her leg from his lap. There was tenderness in his
dark eyes, melting the ice in Emily's heart.
'Please don't spoil me so much... If you are always so good to me, I don't know what kind of girl I will become under such
overindulgence.'

Emily opened her mouth to speak, but in the end she didn't tell him about her thoughts. She bit her lip, pretending to be casual
and said,"I'm sleepy."
Lately, Jacob had been breathing down her neck to maintain a healthy schedule for her daily life. More often than not, she would
take a nap after lunch. So when she told Jacob that she was feeling sleepy, Jacob helped her to bed without asking anything
questions.
Emily felt awkward as she looked at Jacob, who was sitting by the bed. She wanted to ask Jacob when he was going to leave,
but when she opened her mouth, she accidentally asked him,"When will you sleep?"
As soon as her words entered his ears, the corners of Jacob's mouth curved upwards, as he said to her with a mischievous look
on his face,"Are you inviting me?"
Emily was so embarrassed. Her blush seared through her cheeks and for a minute she thought her face was on fire. She quickly
replied,"No, that's...that's not what I meant."
"So what did you mean by saying that? Anyway, I think I got what you meant."
Emily, almost having had a bad headache because of Jacob, decided to explain herself. However, before she could say
anything, her eyes widened at Jacob with surprise, as he suddenly took out a storybook from nowhere.
'Gosh, is that a storybook?' Emily was stunned.
A serious man with a storybook for children in his hands... What a ridiculous, but cute scenario.
"What are you laughing at?" Jacob asked in a serious tone, seeing as how Emily struggled to keep a straight face, then he
continued,"It's called 'prenatal education'."
Prenatal education in the early stages of pregnancy could be very helpful to improve an unborn child's full potential through
outside influence on the womb. Since Emily never bothered about it, he had no choice but to do it by himself. After all, it was his
duty as a father-to-be.
'It is not ridiculous at all. Emily knows nothing about this stuff, ' Jacob thought.
However, Emily's smile soon turned into a serious look, and she asked,"So are you going to read the stories to our baby?"

Jacob nodded in a gentle manner. Emily looked carefully at the book in his hands, and said,"Wow, it's a fairy tale book in foreign
language." 'Well, well, well. Foreign language education should start from an early age. It will be a wonderful prenatal education
for the baby, ' she thought.