Page 150 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 3
Fuck.I grabbed my stomach.
Rob came back just in time with a bowl.
I sat down on the carpet and threw up. Every little bit that was left in my stomach barely covered the bottom of the bowl.
He ran his hand up and down my back. "Do you want me to get Ellen?"
I shook my head. "No. I don't want Scar to see me like this." I leaned over the bowl again. My stomach still ached, but nothing else seemed to want to come up.
Rob handed me a paper towel.
"I'm so sorry." I wiped my mouth off.
"I'm the one that should be apologizing. The ice cream I brought made you sick."
"No, it's probably just really late morning sickness. I'm fine."Fuck, it hurts.
"I think I should take you to the doctor."
I shook my head. "Rob," I said and looked up at him. "Is James having an affair? Tell me he's not. Please." It felt like my heart was ripping in two. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
"No." He said it firmly this time. The doubt was gone. And then I felt it. A wetness surrounding me. It was too soon. Panic started to weigh on top of the searing pain in my stomach. "My water broke," I croaked. Two months too early. I felt tears welling in my eyes.
"Shit," Rob said. "I'll get Ellen."
"No. Scar can't see me like this." I grabbed his leg. "Help me up. William will take me to the hospital."
"Penny..."
"Please, Rob. Scar already thinks I'm weak. She can't see me like this." I tried to blink away the tears. "I don't want her to see me like this." I leaned over in pain.
Rob pulled out his cell phone. "My sister-in-law's water just broke," he said into the cell phone. "Twenty minutes, are you fucking kidding me?" He hung up the phone. "Okay, I'm going to help you up." He leaned down and grabbed my hands.
I grimaced in pain. "Something's wrong. It's too soon." It didn't feel the way it had when my water broke when I was pregnant with Scarlett. Everything felt wrong.
"It's okay," Rob said as he slowly helped me to my feet. But then something in his face changed. Horror. Dread. Agony. They swept over his features in a flash.
I suddenly felt faint and I teetered forward slightly.
"Ellen!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "Ellen, call William and tell him to get the car started!"
I winced in pain. Why was he calling for her? I had just asked him not to.
Ellen came running down the stairs and gasped. The look of horror on her face matched Rob's.
I followed her trail of vision and stared down at the pool of blood at my feet. Seeping into the carpet. Dripping down my legs. The blood was everywhere.
"You're okay," Rob said as he scooped me up into his arms and started running. "You're going to be okay."
But I wasn't. I just knew I wasn't. Because the pain in my stomach was growing worse by the second. And my son wasn't kicking me. He wasn't fucking kicking me.
"Christ!" Rob yelled as he slammed his fist against the elevator button.
Porter and Briggs ran out of their office down the hall.
"What happened?" Porter asked. He reached out to take me from Rob.
I grabbed the collar of Rob's shirt. I didn't want him to let me go.
