Chapter 1447: Thankfully, Just a False Alarm
Hailey Hale was struggling to walk, unable to take large steps forward. As a first-time mother, she was terrified by these sensations. "Dr. Shelby, why am I like this? Am I going into premature labor? Is the baby in danger?"
They helped her lie down on the sofa, and under Ian Shelby’s guidance, Finn Morgan quickly put a pillow under her head.
The worried Everett Morgan and Jasmine also hurried over. They couldn’t do much to help but were more anxious than anyone else.
All their thoughts were on their daughter-in-law, and they no longer blamed Ian Shelby, only hoping that Hailey would be okay.
Ian Shelby soothingly reassured her, "Don’t be nervous, relax a bit, and take a deep breath." He bent down to feel her pulse, looking very professional.
The living room was particularly quiet...
Sure enough, a minute later, lying flat, Hailey Hale felt much more comfortable. Ian Shelby was still coaching her on how to breathe, and she followed along, breathing carefully and rhythmically.
The baby in her belly gradually calmed down, the contractions subsided, and the discomfort slowly disappeared.
"Dr. Shelby..." Jasmine bent down and called softly, still worried, "Is my daughter-in-law going to be alright?"
Everett Morgan also bent halfway over, holding his wife’s shoulder, nervously watching his daughter-in-law lying on the sofa.
Finn Morgan was even more anxious, sitting beside Hailey and gripping her hand tightly, trying to impart some strength.
"There’s no major issue, it’s just false contractions caused by emotional distress. Just lie down and rest, and drink some warm water." Ian Shelby released her pulse and stood up straight. "Try to keep your emotions stable."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The pained and panicked expression on Hailey Hale’s face also eased considerably. She looked at Ian Shelby, "Thank you, Dr. Shelby."
Ian Shelby shook his head, then glanced at Finn Morgan, and then looked at the Morgan family elders, bowing deeply to them. After a while, he turned with a heavy heart and regret and walked out step by step.
He knew he was not welcome there, and his presence only heightened everyone’s grief.
The Morgan family cast complex glances at Ian Shelby’s retreating figure until he walked out of the living room, watching as he drove away in his car...
Their anger had subsided by half, replaced by a complex mixture of emotions.
"Hailey, how are you feeling?" Finn Morgan tightly held his wife’s hand and asked with concern, "Are you really feeling better?"
"I’m fine now." She lay on the sofa and glanced at her in-laws not far away. "Sorry, Dad, Mom, for making you worry."
"What are you talking about? Silly child." Everett Morgan also let out a sigh of relief. "Right now, your health is most important. If you feel any discomfort, don’t tough it out, definitely speak up."
"Okay." She nodded, knowing this was not the time to cause trouble for everyone. She would protect her child and ensure a safe birth.
After Ian Shelby left, Jasmine went to the living room entrance and grabbed the handle of Jocelyn Morgan’s suitcase. Her heart turned cold, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She picked up the suitcase and went upstairs to Jocelyn’s room, tears falling uncontrollably.
In the room, she closed the door and leaned against the back of it, slowly sliding down until she squatted and hugged her knees, biting her lip and crying bitterly.
She couldn’t go downstairs and cry; she couldn’t affect Hailey’s mood or spread her sadness. But she was truly heartbroken and in despair.
Having raised Jocelyn since she was young, Jasmine could not accept her disappearance... She bit her lip hard, crying until she trembled, crying until she shivered, crying almost until she passed out.
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