Hello, Mr. Brent

"Are you afraid of hurting him? Didn't you want to abort him?" Franklin lay her down and asked her with his eyes fixed on hers.

Emily was terrified. Franklin caressed her belly again and again. She was terrified by his powerful hand.

She was afraid that her baby would die if he continues to do that. "Since you don't want the baby, let me kill him by myself," Franklin said. The pain in her belly made Emily panic. Even though she was only a month pregnant. The baby might be as tiny as a cell, but he was crying, "Mommy, don't leave me. Mommy, I want to live.” Emily heard it.

"No, I want my baby. Don't hurt him." Emily cried out, tears dripping down.

Franklin released her, stood up, looked at her with deep eyes, and asked, "What did you say? Are you willing to keep the baby?"

She closed her eyes, nodded, and sobbed, "Yes, I want to keep my baby. I want him."

Franklin laughed. He was happy to hear that.

But Emily thought it in a different way. She thought he would do harm to her and to the baby. She struggled fiercely.

"Don't touch me, don't hurt the baby."

"I don't want to hurt the baby. I'm just glad you're willing to give him a chance and give us a chance.”

But Emily didn't trust him. She buttoned up her clothes and looked at him with fear and vigilance.

Franklin was never deceitful. He knew she didn't believe him, but he didn't know what to say to make her change her mind.

Straightening his clothes, he coughed and said, "I gotta go. I'll let Jason handle this.”

"What are you going to do about it?" Emily asked quickly.

Franklin looked at her and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to marry you," Emily said immediately.

Franklin's eyes deepened and he said in a bad tone, "Why do you hate being with me so much?"

He had never been treated like this. He had been rejected by the same woman over and over again these days.

"This is my only request,” Emily insisted.

Franklin was even more gloomy and looked at her coldly.

Emily was shocked and thought he was going to hurt her. Unexpectedly, Franklin just stood up and left.

Emily heaved a sigh of relief. She felt aggrieved that she wanted to cry. It wasn't that she didn't want to marry Franklin. Franklin was the father of her child. If he had feelings for her, how could she disagree? But she had to be self-aware. She couldn't even keep Lucas, let alone someone like Franklin.

She was afraid that she would end up breaking her heart again. If that was the case, it would be better not to expect it from the start.

"Hello, is that Miss Johnson?"

Emily's cell phone rang. It was her mother's attending who called her. Emily immediately said, "Yes, I am Emily. What's going on, Dr. Grey? What's wrong with my mom?”

"Miss Johnson, come to the hospital at once if you're available!" Dr. Grey said.

"Okay, I'll be right there.” Emily hung up the phone and quickly went to change.

She checked herself out of the hospital. Because it was a different hospital, she had to take a taxi to her mother.

So by the time Jason arrived, Emily had already left.

"Dr. Grey, what's going on?" Emily rushed to the hospital and asked Dr. Grey.

Dr. Grey said excitedly to Emily, "Miss Johnson, I have good news for you. We monitored some unusual moves in your mother's nerves this morning. She might wake up."

"What? How is that possible? My mother has been in a coma for more than ten years.” Emily said in disbelief, surprised and delighted.

Dr. Grey said, "It's not impossible. Some patients remain in a vegetative state for decades but they still wake up. We have to be positive. It's a good thing."

"Yeah, yes, it's indeed great.” Emily burst into tears and couldn't speak fluently because she was

"But Miss Johnson, the follow-up costs may increase a lot. Your mother has been in a coma for so long, so the rehabilitation training is a must.” "How much."

"The cost of the first phase is 200,000 Dollars, and it will be more in the future.”

Emily's eyes darkened and she nearly fainted.

200,000 Dollars? How many houses does she have to sell to make that money? How could she meet the clients like Franklin every day?

"Is Miss Johnson gonna.”

"Yes, no matter how much it costs, as long as it can help my mother recover, I will do it," Emily said solemnly.

After talking with Dr. Grey, she went to see her mother. Sure enough, her mother had woken up. Although her mother had only been conscious for a few minutes, she was still very happy.

"Mom, don't worry. You will be all right soon,” Emily promised her mother.

Jason couldn't find Emily in the hospital, so he had to call Franklin. Franklin thought Emily was avoiding him on purpose, so he signed and said blankly, "Never mind. Come back to the office.”

"Yes, sir." Jason hung up and rushed back.

Emily had no idea of Jason's visit. She left the hospital and began to think about how to raise money for her mother.

Her salary is not enough. She could not ask her father for help. Even if she asked him, he would not give her a penny. She could still rely on Lucas in the past. Who else could help her now?

"Joyce, what should I do?" Emily was so worried that she asked Joyce out for coffee.

But she only ordered milk. She could not drink coffee when she was pregnant. That's common sense.

“It's really hard to earn such a large sum of money. If a billionaire showed up and asked you to marry him, you wouldn't have to worry about it." Joyce stirred the coffee in her hand.

Emily's eyes lit up. A billionaire? Franklin is definitely a billionaire. He's single as well.

"Well... Joyce, what about... If I marry Franklin... What will happen?" Emily asked tentatively.

"Who? Franklin? Which Franklin? Are you talking about the richest man?"

"Yes, that's him." Emily nodded.

Joyce shouted, "What else is going to happen? It's like you win the highest prize in the lottery. You are blessed by God!"

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course! That's Franklin. The richest man in town. What he earns in one minute is more than we can earn in a lifetime.

Emily thought of Franklin's bicep, his kiss, and the warmth he left on her lips. Her cheeks turned red, so were her ears.

"But we all know he's waiting for a childhood sweetheart. If I marry him now, what if his sweetheart comes back? Divorce?"

"Ouch, come on, that's the richest man. Even if you get divorced, you'll get a fair share of his fortune! Besides, do you know what is first love? It can only live in memories. If I can marry him, I'm not getting a divorce. I'll die as Mrs. Brent."

"Well, but there is no use to daydream. Let's think about how to solve the problem now," Joyce sighed.

Emily blinked and felt that what Joyce said made sense.

The problem at hand was the most important. If Franklin could give her money to save her mother, marrying him would not be a big deal. She had been deeply disappointed in love. It didn't matter whom she's marrying. He was a good choice because he could help her out.

"Joyce, thank you. I gotta go." Emily darted away after leaving the tips on the desk.