Trap me in your love
Chapter 68 She's Pregnant

Mark was injured, so John, Jeffery and Caleb supported him to walk out of the jungle. However, Jessie didn't know how she came to the hospital or how she left the jungle. At this moment, her mind was full of

what Mark said 'It turned out that you had never trusted me after all'.

In the corridor of the hospital, a strong smell of disinfectant pervaded in the air, and people's nerves were eroded by the air through nostrils.

Jessie gawked blankly at the red lamp of Operating Room. It had been three hours, but Mark hadn't come out.

Her heart was beating uneasily. She felt so nervous.

She was afraid that he would never be able to come out. She was afraid that she would never be able to see him again.

However, she knew it was too late to regret.

The room was deadly quiet.

It was so quiet that you could hear your own breath. Jessie even felt suffocated.

Standing by the window, Rachel glared at her with hatred. Jessie knew that she was already guilty person of the world when she shot him.

She didn't want them to forgive her. All she cared about was his safety.

She was willing to pay with her life.

After a long time, the light in the operating room went out and the doctor came out.

They immediately walked forward. Jessie suddenly stood up. But as soon as she took one step, she stopped and stood still.

Jeffery asked, "Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor smiled and said, "Don't worry. The operation is very successful. The bullet has been removed, and the injury on the back is only skin trauma. The patient will be recovered after returning to the ward. He needs a good rest."

Hearing what the doctor said, everyone was relieved.

Jessie smiled faintly. Fortunately, he was fine.

After the operation, Mark was sent to the ward. Seeing him lying on the sickbed, John, Jeffery and others ignored Jessie and went straight to the ward.

"Mrs. Jessie, let me take you to see your brother." Nick said.

Jessie was in a daze. She nodded and followed Nick to the intensive care unit.

Putting on the sterile clothes, Jessie walked into the ward and sat on the bedside.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen Daniel, one year, two years or three... Jessie felt so guilty when she saw her skinny, bruised younger brother.

She held the skinny palm and put it on her face, trying to warm the cold body with her warmth.

Tears were streaming down her face.

Jessie bit her lips and didn't want to cry out. She kept telling herself that she was his elder sister since childhood and that she couldn't be weak and cry. If Daniel saw her cry, he would be sadder. After Daniel was born, Irene said to her, "Jessie, because you are the elder sister now. You must take good care of your brother, got it?

However, she never kept her words to her mother.

Her younger brother had been sent abroad since he was a child, but she hadn't really cared about him. At least, he had suffered so much that he was injured all over his body.

'I'm so sorry. It's my fault. You suffered a lot because of me.

Daniel, I'm sorry....

I won't let anyone hurt you anymore.

I will protect you well in the future.

From now on... We live together and we will never be apart.'

Nick stood at the other end of the glass. Seeing Jessie holding Daniel's hand and crying, he has mixed feelings and can't say how he feels.

"Those who are pathetic must have a cause for having sunk to their lows!"

Nick turned to look at Rachel in the ward. "In the past, I felt sorry for her. I even called Richard for saving her brother. But now, I feel it was unnecessary!"

Not only did she hurt Mark's body, but also his heart.

No matter what Mark thought, Rachel would never allow anyone to hurt him.

Seeing the indifference and hatred in Rachel's eyes, Nick didn't know what to say.

In their hearts, there should be few people who didn't hate her.

After all, she had hurt Mark too much.

When Jessie came out of the ward and saw Rachel, she didn't know what to say.

The words of apology were powerless. She believed that no matter how many times she said, they would not forgive her. Even she did not want to forgive herself, let alone begging for their forgiveness.

She was a sinner.

"Thank you." She didn't know how to express her gratitude. What Jessie could say was only 'thank you'.

If it hadn't been them, Daniel would be dead.

"Thank you? We don't need your gratitude. We can't afford it." Nick gripped Rachel's hand. Rachel was very angry at the thought that Mark was still in a coma.

Jessie didn't say anything. No matter who had hit her and cursed her, she endured that silently.

It seemed that she had admitted that she was a sinner and accepted the punishment and abuse from the world for her silently.

She blamed herself in her heart.

Suddenly, Jessie felt dizzy, and then everything went black before her and she lost consciousness.

In the VIP ward, Mark leaned against the headboard and kept silent with a gloomy face.

He still didn't understand why Jessie treated him like that. He wanted to replace some excuses for her to understand what she had done.

But what's done was done. No matter what reason she used, the fact that she hurt him couldn't be wiped out.

"Where is she?" Mark asked.

"Her? Mark, she treated you like this, but why do you still care about her! Even if she died, don't look at her. That kind of woman doesn't deserve your love at all."

The more John thought about it, the angrier he became. He had planned to lock her up, but she fainted and was found to be pregnant!

He didn't know if it was God's arrangement or she made herself pregnant on purpose.

Anyway, she was carrying Mark's baby. They dared not do anything to her.

Seeing Mark's dark face, even if John had a bad temper, he didn't dare to say anything. Reluctantly, he said, "She's fine."

Rachel and Nick were standing at the door of Jessie's ward. They were shocked when they heard that Jessie was pregnant.

"Doctor, are you sure she is pregnant? Why don't you have a check-up again? Is she pretending to be pregnant?" In order to confirm the authenticity of her pregnancy, Rachel asked the doctor over and over again.

The doctor's face darkened with displeasure.

What did she mean by 'again'? Was she doubting his medical skills?

In a low voice, he said, "Young lady, do you think that as a professional obstetrician, I couldn't make sure whether she is pregnant or not."

With an embarrassed smile, she explained, "No, that's not what I meant. I just want to make sure... By the way, how long is she pregnant now?"

With his hands clasped behind his back, the doctor said with a serious look, "She has been pregnant less than a month. There is a sign of miscarriage, so she must be well rested in the following three months. Oh, okay." Rachel looked at Nick, and didn't know what to do. "Nick, what should we do now? Should we tell Mark or not?"

Nick shook his head.

As far as he knew about Mark, he thought it was better for him to make the decision by himself in the end.

After all, that's his wife and the baby in her belly was his baby.