Chapter 320 Threatened Miscarriage
Isabella hit the brakes, Siena's pleading face flashing in her mind.
Whether Siena could keep the baby was a big question mark. If she couldn't, the baby would have to be aborted anyway. If Siena could keep it, telling Seb later wouldn't change a thing.
Thinking this way, Isabella said, "It's nothing. I just think Siena, such a young girl, is surprisingly meticulous. She's taking good care of Sweetie."
"Yeah." Seb nodded. "She's had no one to rely on since she was little, so she had to handle everything herself. Being thorough is one of her skills."
Isabella drove straight to the hospital and got Siena an emergency appointment.
After the doctor checked her out, he said, "It's a threatened miscarriage."
Siena's face went pale, and she quickly asked, "Doctor, is my baby okay?"
The doctor said, "For now, it's okay, but you already have symptoms of bleeding. Bleeding at this stage means the embryo isn't implanting well. Given your current situation, this pregnancy is very risky. I suggest you terminate it. Of course, if you want to try to keep it, you'll need medication and must be very careful with your lifestyle. If you experience bleeding again, come to the hospital immediately, or it could endanger your own life!"
Siena bit her lip hard. After a long pause, she said, "Prescribe the medication."
Isabella was shocked. "Siena?"
Siena said, "Isabella, give me some time. At least I need to say a proper goodbye to this baby."
Siena's resolve was firm, and Isabella couldn't say much. She accompanied Siena to get the medication and went home together.
After they got home, Siena took the medication, changed the bed sheets, and sat on the edge of the bed with her phone. "Isabella, I've already scheduled the abortion for next week. Look."
Siena handed over her phone, and the screen indeed showed the appointment time for next week.
Isabella asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Siena nodded, her smile tinged with sadness. "You're right, this baby probably shouldn't stay. Since I can't keep it, I should send it off properly. Maybe it's destined."
Isabella comforted, "Siena, don't be too sad. You're still young, and you have a long road ahead. You're such a good girl; you'll definitely meet a man who will love you wholeheartedly and be happy."
Siena smiled. "I hope so."
It was already late at night. Richard turned over, reaching out to an empty space.
He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in bed, and scanned the room, seeing Nina standing on the balcony, lost in thought.
Richard turned over and got out of bed, striding over. He opened a blanket and wrapped it around Nina, pulling her into his arms. "Why are you up so late? What are you watching?"
Richard's house was on a hillside, some distance from Emerald Isle City. At night, it was silent all around, with nothing visible except for the faint lights in the distance.
"Nothing." Nina leaned into his embrace. "I just couldn't sleep and wanted to clear my head with some fresh air."
Richard looked down at her. "Was today's class not going well?"
"It went well," Nina answered simply.
Nina had something on her mind, but she was clearly reluctant to share it with him.
Richard didn't press her. He just held her quietly, keeping her company as they enjoyed the breeze.
Nina was startled. She turned around in Richard's arms and realized he was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, his legs and arms exposed to the cold.
She quickly spread the blanket over his shoulders.
Richard squinted his eyes, his big hand wrapping around her waist, pulling Nina tight against him. "It's cold!"
Nina hugged him. "Let's go back inside?"
"Yeah." Richard scooped her up with one arm, and once inside the bedroom, they tumbled into bed.
After some late-night shenanigans, Nina finally crashed in the early hours.
"Child, child?" In a daze, someone was calling her.
Nina opened her tired eyes to see a beautiful, thin face. "Child, wake up?"
Nina looked at the face and murmured, "Esme."
A sudden, urgent phone ring pierced through Nina's dream.
Nina opened her eyes, her consciousness slowly pulling away from the dream. She rubbed her aching temples, found her phone, and answered, "Hello."
Isabella's voice came from the other end. "Nina, are you going to class this afternoon?"
Nina closed her eyes, feeling a slight twitch in her temples. "I have some stuff to handle this afternoon, so I won't be going."
Isabella said, "Oh. Do you have time tonight? Want to grab dinner together?"
Nina replied, "Sure."
Isabella said, "I'll send you the address later. Come with Richard tonight."
Nina agreed. "Okay."
After hanging up, Nina couldn't fall back asleep. But she didn't get up immediately either, just lay in bed, her mind wandering aimlessly. There was a knock on the door.
Nina pulled her drifting thoughts back and called out, "Come in."
The door opened, and a servant stood at the entrance. "Ms. Miller, breakfast is ready. Will you eat here or come down?"
"I'll come down," Nina said, getting out of bed and tying her hair up to wash.
The servant paused and added, "Ms. Black is here."
Nina paused.
The servant lowered her eyes. "She's in the living room downstairs."
Nina blinked. "Got it. Entertain her for now; I'll be down shortly."
"Yes, Ms. Miller." The servant nodded and closed the door.
Speaking of Elodie, Nina felt a headache coming on.
The first time they met, Elodie had her kidnapped.
Although there was a close call and Richard ultimately rescued her, since that day, Elodie has occasionally shown up to assert her presence.
Richard's attitude towards Elodie was always lukewarm, not overly respectful but cautious enough not to offend her.
Nina guessed that Elodie was probably Bruno's daughter, and since Richard worked for Bruno, he naturally didn't dare to offend Elodie. Richard didn't like her, so he could only keep his distance. However, keeping his distance didn't seem to work for Elodie.
Nina didn't want to cause trouble for Richard, so she treated Elodie with cold politeness.
However, if Elodie dared to bully her, she would fight back.
When Nina went downstairs, Elodie was sitting in the dining room, having breakfast the servant had made. She only took one bite of each item before throwing the spoon into the bowl and sharply commenting, "Disgusting!"
The servant stood nearby, barely daring to breathe, looking aggrieved.
Hearing footsteps, Elodie looked over. The moment her sharp gaze landed on Nina.
Nina calmly met Elodie's gaze, sat down at the table, glanced at the disturbed breakfast, and instructed the servant, "Clear it all away. Just make me a bowl of mac and cheese."
"Okay, Ms. Miller." The servant hurriedly stepped forward to clear the dishes.
But at that moment, Elodie coldly said, "Don't clear it!"
