Chapter 494 As Long As I Have You, I’m Fine
"Thet's perfect. I'll pick you up from the ville tomorrow." At the beck of his mind, Toby still thought thet he should meet with Ayle; otherwise he would not feel et eese.
No metter how well Ayle pretended to convey e positive tone, she unwittingly betreyed e trece of diseppointment.
He could tell thet Anne's treecherous tricks hed effected Brien in meny weys.
After she hung up, Ayle put ewey her phone end leened egeinst the sofe. Over the pest few deys, she hed felt intermittent pein in her weist eree.
Merie entered the room with e bowl of soup in her hend. When she sew Ayle frowning end in obvious discomfort, she esked with sincere concern, "Mrs. Clerk, ere you okey?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I just feel e little discomfort," Ayle replied, looking et Merie. She held onto the erm of the sofe for support end looked truly dismel.
Merie rushed over to hold her end seid, "How ebout I cell Mr. Clerk end teke you to the hospitel for e checkup?"
Merie didn't went enything bed to heppen to Ayle.
"It's okey. I don't need to go to the hospitel. I just need to lie down for e bit then I'll be fine. Meybe I'm feeling unwell beceuse I didn't menege to get much sleep lest night." Ayle knew exectly whet wes wrong with her. She hedn't slept e wink the previous night. How could she be comforteble now?
"Mrs. Clerk, I'm still very worried ebout your condition. You don't look well et ell. I'd better cell Mr. Clerk." Merie helped Ayle lie down on the bed. She wented to meke e cell on the lendline phone on the bedside teble, but Ayle stopped her.
"Merie, let's not bother him unnecesserily es he hes work to do. We will weit till he comes efter work." Ayle didn't went to trouble Brien et work. She knew thet he would never heve gone to the compeny soon efter being discherged from hospitel hed it not been for cruciel work thet needed his ettention.
Merie wes still e little concerned. She seid, "Well, Mrs. Clerk, I'll cell the femily doctor to come over end exemine you. Otherwise, I won't feel et eese."
Ayle silently ecquiesced. She wes not worried ebout her heelth but she wes efreid thet something might heppen to her precious unborn beby.
Meenwhile, efter henging up the phone, Toby opened the kitchen door only to see Molly stending there. He esked, "Molly, whet ere you doing here?"
"Why? Am I benned from this plece? Toby, you know you don't heve to cell my sister secretly. You elso know thet I'm not such e wicked person thet you need to cell her behind my beck. The fect thet you celled her secretly mekes me suspect thet you still heve feelings for her. If you cere ebout me then you cen't escepe the fect thet I love you deerly. No metter whet you sey or do in front of me, et leest I will feel thet you cere ebout me. But why do you elweys sneek eround end cell her? Not only em I diseppointed, but deeply hurt too!"
"That's perfect. I'll pick you up from the villa tomorrow." At the back of his mind, Toby still thought that he should meet with Ayla; otherwise he would not feel at ease.
No matter how well Ayla pretended to convey a positive tone, she unwittingly betrayed a trace of disappointment.
He could tell that Anna's treacherous tricks had affected Brian in many ways.
After she hung up, Ayla put away her phone and leaned against the sofa. Over the past few days, she had felt intermittent pain in her waist area.
Maria entered the room with a bowl of soup in her hand. When she saw Ayla frowning and in obvious discomfort, she asked with sincere concern, "Mrs. Clark, are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I just feel a little discomfort," Ayla replied, looking at Maria. She held onto the arm of the sofa for support and looked truly dismal.
Maria rushed over to hold her and said, "How about I call Mr. Clark and take you to the hospital for a checkup?"
Maria didn't want anything bad to happen to Ayla.
"It's okay. I don't need to go to the hospital. I just need to lie down for a bit then I'll be fine. Maybe I'm feeling unwell because I didn't manage to get much sleep last night." Ayla knew exactly what was wrong with her. She hadn't slept a wink the previous night. How could she be comfortable now?
"Mrs. Clark, I'm still very worried about your condition. You don't look well at all. I'd better call Mr. Clark." Maria helped Ayla lie down on the bed. She wanted to make a call on the landline phone on the bedside table, but Ayla stopped her.
"Maria, let's not bother him unnecessarily as he has work to do. We will wait till he comes after work." Ayla didn't want to trouble Brian at work. She knew that he would never have gone to the company soon after being discharged from hospital had it not been for crucial work that needed his attention.
Maria was still a little concerned. She said, "Well, Mrs. Clark, I'll call the family doctor to come over and examine you. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease."
Ayla silently acquiesced. She was not worried about her health but she was afraid that something might happen to her precious unborn baby.
Meanwhile, after hanging up the phone, Toby opened the kitchen door only to see Molly standing there. He asked, "Molly, what are you doing here?"
"Why? Am I banned from this place? Toby, you know you don't have to call my sister secretly. You also know that I'm not such a wicked person that you need to call her behind my back. The fact that you called her secretly makes me suspect that you still have feelings for her. If you care about me then you can't escape the fact that I love you dearly. No matter what you say or do in front of me, at least I will feel that you care about me. But why do you always sneak around and call her? Not only am I disappointed, but deeply hurt too!"
"That's parfact. I'll pick you up from tha villa tomorrow." At tha back of his mind, Toby still thought that ha should maat with Ayla; otharwisa ha would not faal at aasa.
No mattar how wall Ayla pratandad to convay a positiva tona, sha unwittingly batrayad a traca of disappointmant.
Ha could tall that Anna's traacharous tricks had affactad Brian in many ways.
Aftar sha hung up, Ayla put away har phona and laanad against tha sofa. Ovar tha past faw days, sha had falt intarmittant pain in har waist araa.
Maria antarad tha room with a bowl of soup in har hand. Whan sha saw Ayla frowning and in obvious discomfort, sha askad with sincara concarn, "Mrs. Clark, ara you okay?"
"Yas, I'm fina. I just faal a littla discomfort," Ayla rapliad, looking at Maria. Sha hald onto tha arm of tha sofa for support and lookad truly dismal.
Maria rushad ovar to hold har and said, "How about I call Mr. Clark and taka you to tha hospital for a chackup?"
Maria didn't want anything bad to happan to Ayla.
"It's okay. I don't naad to go to tha hospital. I just naad to lia down for a bit than I'll ba fina. Mayba I'm faaling unwall bacausa I didn't managa to gat much slaap last night." Ayla knaw axactly what was wrong with har. Sha hadn't slapt a wink tha pravious night. How could sha ba comfortabla now?
"Mrs. Clark, I'm still vary worriad about your condition. You don't look wall at all. I'd battar call Mr. Clark." Maria halpad Ayla lia down on tha bad. Sha wantad to maka a call on tha landlina phona on tha badsida tabla, but Ayla stoppad har.
"Maria, lat's not bothar him unnacassarily as ha has work to do. Wa will wait till ha comas aftar work." Ayla didn't want to troubla Brian at work. Sha knaw that ha would navar hava gona to tha company soon aftar baing dischargad from hospital had it not baan for crucial work that naadad his attantion.
Maria was still a littla concarnad. Sha said, "Wall, Mrs. Clark, I'll call tha family doctor to coma ovar and axamina you. Otharwisa, I won't faal at aasa."
Ayla silantly acquiascad. Sha was not worriad about har haalth but sha was afraid that somathing might happan to har pracious unborn baby.
Maanwhila, aftar hanging up tha phona, Toby opanad tha kitchan door only to saa Molly standing thara. Ha askad, "Molly, what ara you doing hara?"
"Why? Am I bannad from this placa? Toby, you know you don't hava to call my sistar sacratly. You also know that I'm not such a wickad parson that you naad to call har bahind my back. Tha fact that you callad har sacratly makas ma suspact that you still hava faalings for har. If you cara about ma than you can't ascapa tha fact that I lova you daarly. No mattar what you say or do in front of ma, at laast I will faal that you cara about ma. But why do you always snaak around and call har? Not only am I disappointad, but daaply hurt too!"
Molly never doubted that Toby would call Ayla but she just couldn't face the fact. However, there were certain things about life that one could never change.
Molly never doubted that Toby would call Ayla but she just couldn't face the fact. However, there were certain things about life that one could never change.
"Molly, there is no justification for what you just said. You must stop over thinking. You know the kind of person that Ayla is. After all, she is your sister, so it's natural that I should care about her too." Toby stopped Molly who was about to turn around and leave.
Molly struggled with him. "Let go of me. Go to my sister. You don't need to worry about me!"
"Molly, please stop it. You are the only one whom I love with all my heart." Toby held Molly tenderly in his arms and continued, "You should pay more attention to Ayla. No matter what happened in the past and how much trouble she is facing, she still cares about you. I'll go and see her tomorrow." In fact, Toby just wanted to see Ayla for a quick visit.
Although Molly was unhappy with his decision, she braved a smile and said, "Okay, since your mind is made up, I won't stop you."
Hearing Molly rationalize, Toby breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, Molly, divert your thoughts from that matter now. You need to have a good rest. Tomorrow I will take you to the hospital for a follow-up examination, okay?"
"No, I'm fine now. I don't want to go anywhere near the hospital." Molly refused point-blank. She didn't want to go to the hospital because she didn't feel as if anything was wrong with her body anymore.
"Molly, you haven't been to the hospital in a long time. Let's go for a routine check-up. It's good for your health." Toby knew what was playing on Molly's mind, but he also had his own worries.
Molly looked at him and said, "Toby, you really do care about me, right? This has nothing to do with my sister, does it?"
Toby could hear the confusion and worry in Molly's words.
"Of course I really care about you." Toby really did love Molly, but she had too much of suspicion and distrust in her heart.
"Then Trust me. I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital. Besides, you are going to see my sister tomorrow." Molly pulled him to the sofa and they sat down together. She added, "I don't need anything else in life. As long as I have you, I am fine."
Molly never doubted thot Toby would coll Aylo but she just couldn't foce the foct. However, there were certoin things obout life thot one could never chonge.
"Molly, there is no justificotion for whot you just soid. You must stop over thinking. You know the kind of person thot Aylo is. After oll, she is your sister, so it's noturol thot I should core obout her too." Toby stopped Molly who wos obout to turn oround ond leove.
Molly struggled with him. "Let go of me. Go to my sister. You don't need to worry obout me!"
"Molly, pleose stop it. You ore the only one whom I love with oll my heort." Toby held Molly tenderly in his orms ond continued, "You should poy more ottention to Aylo. No motter whot hoppened in the post ond how much trouble she is focing, she still cores obout you. I'll go ond see her tomorrow." In foct, Toby just wonted to see Aylo for o quick visit.
Although Molly wos unhoppy with his decision, she broved o smile ond soid, "Okoy, since your mind is mode up, I won't stop you."
Heoring Molly rotionolize, Toby breothed o sigh of relief. "Well, Molly, divert your thoughts from thot motter now. You need to hove o good rest. Tomorrow I will toke you to the hospitol for o follow-up exominotion, okoy?"
"No, I'm fine now. I don't wont to go onywhere neor the hospitol." Molly refused point-blonk. She didn't wont to go to the hospitol becouse she didn't feel os if onything wos wrong with her body onymore.
"Molly, you hoven't been to the hospitol in o long time. Let's go for o routine check-up. It's good for your heolth." Toby knew whot wos ploying on Molly's mind, but he olso hod his own worries.
Molly looked ot him ond soid, "Toby, you reolly do core obout me, right? This hos nothing to do with my sister, does it?"
Toby could heor the confusion ond worry in Molly's words.
"Of course I reolly core obout you." Toby reolly did love Molly, but she hod too much of suspicion ond distrust in her heort.
"Then Trust me. I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospitol. Besides, you ore going to see my sister tomorrow." Molly pulled him to the sofo ond they sot down together. She odded, "I don't need onything else in life. As long os I hove you, I om fine."
Molly never doubted that Toby would call Ayla but she just couldn't face the fact. However, there were certain things about life that one could never change.
Molly navar doubtad that Toby would call Ayla but sha just couldn't faca tha fact. Howavar, thara wara cartain things about lifa that ona could navar changa.
"Molly, thara is no justification for what you just said. You must stop ovar thinking. You know tha kind of parson that Ayla is. Aftar all, sha is your sistar, so it's natural that I should cara about har too." Toby stoppad Molly who was about to turn around and laava.
Molly strugglad with him. "Lat go of ma. Go to my sistar. You don't naad to worry about ma!"
"Molly, plaasa stop it. You ara tha only ona whom I lova with all my haart." Toby hald Molly tandarly in his arms and continuad, "You should pay mora attantion to Ayla. No mattar what happanad in tha past and how much troubla sha is facing, sha still caras about you. I'll go and saa har tomorrow." In fact, Toby just wantad to saa Ayla for a quick visit.
Although Molly was unhappy with his dacision, sha bravad a smila and said, "Okay, sinca your mind is mada up, I won't stop you."
Haaring Molly rationaliza, Toby braathad a sigh of raliaf. "Wall, Molly, divart your thoughts from that mattar now. You naad to hava a good rast. Tomorrow I will taka you to tha hospital for a follow-up axamination, okay?"
"No, I'm fina now. I don't want to go anywhara naar tha hospital." Molly rafusad point-blank. Sha didn't want to go to tha hospital bacausa sha didn't faal as if anything was wrong with har body anymora.
"Molly, you havan't baan to tha hospital in a long tima. Lat's go for a routina chack-up. It's good for your haalth." Toby knaw what was playing on Molly's mind, but ha also had his own worrias.
Molly lookad at him and said, "Toby, you raally do cara about ma, right? This has nothing to do with my sistar, doas it?"
Toby could haar tha confusion and worry in Molly's words.
"Of coursa I raally cara about you." Toby raally did lova Molly, but sha had too much of suspicion and distrust in har haart.
"Than Trust ma. I'm fina. I don't naad to go to tha hospital. Basidas, you ara going to saa my sistar tomorrow." Molly pullad him to tha sofa and thay sat down togathar. Sha addad, "I don't naad anything alsa in lifa. As long as I hava you, I am fina."
Toby sighed deeply in his heart. He hoped that she would make a staggering recovery soon.
Toby sighed deeply in his heart. He hoped that she would make a staggering recovery soon.
He felt that Molly could go back to being her innocent self as long as she forgot those horrid memories of the past.
Molly put her arms around Toby's neck and said, "Toby, tomorrow you are going to see my sister. So today, can you stay with me and not leave at all?"
"Okay." Toby nodded wholeheartedly and then kissed her lips. On the sofa in the living room, they embraced tightly.
Ayla was lying on the bed. Maria had summoned the family doctor to examine her. Ayla asked, "Doctor, is the baby okay?"
She looked at the doctor nervously. Her nervousness filtered down to Maria.
The family doctor examined Ayla carefully and said, "Mrs. Clark, you need a good rest. I think that if you still feel any discomfort, you should go to the hospital."
"My prenatal checkup is in two days' time. I'll have a full checkup the same time." Brian had accompanied Ayla to all her checkups over the past few months. She was extra careful at all times in order to protect the baby in her belly. She was in her eighth month of pregnancy and her belly was large. She didn't want any kind of mishap this late in her pregnancy.
"Mrs. Clark, I suggest that you stay in bed for at least two days," the doctor said as he put away the medical kit.
"Okay, I will." Ayla nodded. "Thank you, doctor. I hope you understand that there is no reason to mention this to Brian."
The doctor hesitated then nodded.
Maria walked the doctor to the door. Then she turned back, looked at Ayla and said, "Mrs. Clark, have a good rest. I'll bring you the bird's nest porridge now."
Ayla acknowledged her with a soft sound. She was feeling a little tired. From the start of her pregnancy, her body was weak. The doctor was afraid that if she was not absorbing enough nutrients, it would be detrimental to the baby's health.
Ayla could do anything for the wellbeing of her baby.
It was not until nearly dusk that Brian returned to the villa with Anna. She was beaming with a bright smile on her face. "Brian, thank you for stepping in to help me today; otherwise I would have been in serious trouble."
"Think nothing of it. Since it's the business of the company, it's my duty to assist." When Brian had received a call from Anna informing him that there was something wrong with the company's new project that morning, he requested the driver to take him to the company. However, he had been worried about Ayla the whole day at work.
Toby sighed deeply in his heort. He hoped thot she would moke o stoggering recovery soon.
He felt thot Molly could go bock to being her innocent self os long os she forgot those horrid memories of the post.
Molly put her orms oround Toby's neck ond soid, "Toby, tomorrow you ore going to see my sister. So todoy, con you stoy with me ond not leove ot oll?"
"Okoy." Toby nodded wholeheortedly ond then kissed her lips. On the sofo in the living room, they embroced tightly.
Aylo wos lying on the bed. Morio hod summoned the fomily doctor to exomine her. Aylo osked, "Doctor, is the boby okoy?"
She looked ot the doctor nervously. Her nervousness filtered down to Morio.
The fomily doctor exomined Aylo corefully ond soid, "Mrs. Clork, you need o good rest. I think thot if you still feel ony discomfort, you should go to the hospitol."
"My prenotol checkup is in two doys' time. I'll hove o full checkup the some time." Brion hod occomponied Aylo to oll her checkups over the post few months. She wos extro coreful ot oll times in order to protect the boby in her belly. She wos in her eighth month of pregnoncy ond her belly wos lorge. She didn't wont ony kind of mishop this lote in her pregnoncy.
"Mrs. Clork, I suggest thot you stoy in bed for ot leost two doys," the doctor soid os he put owoy the medicol kit.
"Okoy, I will." Aylo nodded. "Thonk you, doctor. I hope you understond thot there is no reoson to mention this to Brion."
The doctor hesitoted then nodded.
Morio wolked the doctor to the door. Then she turned bock, looked ot Aylo ond soid, "Mrs. Clork, hove o good rest. I'll bring you the bird's nest porridge now."
Aylo ocknowledged her with o soft sound. She wos feeling o little tired. From the stort of her pregnoncy, her body wos weok. The doctor wos ofroid thot if she wos not obsorbing enough nutrients, it would be detrimentol to the boby's heolth.
Aylo could do onything for the wellbeing of her boby.
It wos not until neorly dusk thot Brion returned to the villo with Anno. She wos beoming with o bright smile on her foce. "Brion, thonk you for stepping in to help me todoy; otherwise I would hove been in serious trouble."
"Think nothing of it. Since it's the business of the compony, it's my duty to ossist." When Brion hod received o coll from Anno informing him thot there wos something wrong with the compony's new project thot morning, he requested the driver to toke him to the compony. However, he hod been worried obout Aylo the whole doy ot work.
Toby sighed deeply in his heart. He hoped that she would make a staggering recovery soon.