Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1497

Emma glanced at the caller ID; it said Clare.

A girl's name.

Her mind drifted back to something Dustin had mentioned before. During his time back in North America, he'd had a short fling. Was Clare the one?

Pregnant?

Her face went pale, her eyelashes drooping, and her hands instinctively curled up in front of her.

Ten minutes after reading the message, her phone buzzed. It was Clare.

Emma hesitated for a few seconds before calling out to Dustin in the kitchen.

"Did someone call?"

Dustin, still wearing his apron, was bringing out some dishes. He frowned slightly at the caller ID.

After answering, Clare's voice came through immediately.

"Oh my God, what do I do? I think I'm pregnant. I'm in Beaconsfield, and I don't know anyone here. Can you take me to the hospital for a check-up? I have no idea who the father is."

"What are you saying?"

"Sob, during those days I was kidnapped, I was forced... there were many men. I don't know whose it is, but I feel so sick all of a sudden, like I want to throw up. I think I might be pregnant. Can you take me to the hospital?"

Dustin rubbed his forehead, glancing over at Emma, who had already taken her seat and served him dinner.

"Send me your location."

After hanging up, he turned to Emma.

"I have a friend in a bit of a mess, Emma. You’ll have to eat without me; I'll be back soon."

Emma didn't respond right away.

Dustin, already pulling off his apron, called her again, "Emma?"

Her face was pale, but she managed a weak smile.

"Go ahead, then."

Dustin leaned in and kissed her cheek.

"Finish up and get some rest. The night nurse is here for the baby; you don't have to worry."

Emma nodded, her lashes fluttering down.

"Dustin, make sure you come back soon. The baby’s starting to recognize people."

As she said this, her heart clenched, realizing she might sound a bit selfish.

She always claimed the baby was hers alone, but after basking in his warmth for so long, she’d grown greedy.

Knowing he was off to see another woman, possibly a pregnant one, stirred anxiety and a faint hope that he might return quickly for the baby's sake.