"Don't worry, she'll be fine," Ed murmurs softly. He puts his hand around my shoulders and I lean my head against his shoulder.

We're sitting outside the ER room right now. There hasn't been any news of Evelyn for two hours straight and I'm afraid...

No. Stop it. She's going to be fine.

Berry's sitting opposite me on one of the benches and he looks pale and shrivelly. His sons, Brandon, Jerry and Mark are chasing each other in the ER. No one shushes them, not even the nurses, because they don't want them to know what's going on.

"Berry..." I start. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have dragged Evelyn to Hannah's office.

"Sorry, Chloe, I'm just...It's not your fault." Berry sniffs. "I'm just worried. What if I lose her and the baby?" He breaks into tears and I stare at him in shock. It's always weird when you see a guy crying. I know it's sexist and all but seeing Berry all vulnerable and all, it makes me want to cry too.

"Don't worry," Ed says in an authoritative, crisp voice. "I'm taking legal action against Hannah."

I stare back at him in silence. He doesn't look upset or anything, especially after I showed him the paternity test letter and that Hannah was the one who pushed Evelyn. He seems so....calm. I'm not sure if he's having a delayed reaction.

I put my hand on his forehead. "Are you sick or something?" I ask.

"What?" he replies, slightly annoyed but he holds my hand anyway and I feel his warmth radiating throughout my body.

"You don't seem upset."

"About Evelyn? Yes, I am. About Hannah? No," Ed says softly. "I'll admit that I'm kind of relieved the baby wasn't mine. It meant that Hannah was the one who cheated on me and I didn't killed my own child."

"Where's Hannah right now?" I ask.

"In my Mum's office," he says and doesn't say anything further.

I stay silent. I don't need to ask anything further. Nothing's more important than saving Evelyn right now. I don't really care about Hannah either way.

At this moment, an important-looking doctor came out. He glances up from a chart, "Are any of you Ms Evelyn Benson's kin?"

"Me!" Berry jumps up and rushes over. "I'm her husband. Is my wife okay?" he clutches the wrist of the doctor.

"Mr Benson," the doctor says, looking perplexed. "We need you to make a crucial decision right now. Your wife is losing too much blood. We need to remove the foetus straightaway."

"Wha...what?" Berry steps back. "Are you killing my child?"

"Mr Benson," the doctors says exasperatedly. "If we do not remove the foetus right now, your wife will die."

Berry sobs and I place a hand on his shoulder. "Berry, calm down," I whisper.

"Doctor, just...get the baby out," Berry says softly. "I just want my wife back. Please. "

"We'll try out best," the doctor says solemnly, nods to Ed and goes back to the surgery room.

"Don't worry. Zac is good at his job," Ed says reassuringly. Berry nods, only half-convinced and slumps back against the chair before closing his eyes.

"You're on first terms with the surgeon?" I say skeptically.

"He was a close family friend. I practically grew up under his watch," Ed says. "Are you thirsty? Or tired? Do you need a cup of coffee?"

"Yes please," I reply gratefully and sit down on a chair as Ed wanders off down a corridor.

I stay like that for a few moments unlike I spot two figures walking down the corridor towards me.

I stand up, and find myself face-to-face with Hannah Jupiter and Eleanor Hardy.

"Chloe," Eleanor nods. I don't smile back or acknowledge her. My eyes are solely on Hannah.

Hannah's eyes are blood-shot and her usually impeccable hair is messy. Her clothes are crumpled and I notice she's avoiding my gaze.

"What do you want?" I snap. If Hannah or Eleanor dares to make any snide comments, I will just punch them straightaway.

"I wish to...apologize to you, Chloe," Eleanor says forcefully. "I was deceived by Hannah and she has told me what happened."

"What on earth do both of you want?"

I turn my head and find Ed standing there, with my cup of coffee. He stalks towards me and places his hand around my shoulders protectively.

"Don't misunderstand me, Ed, I'm here to apologize," Eleanor says defensively, drawing herself up to her full height. "You were right. Hannah's a deceitful woman," she adds spitefully, narrowing her eeys at the woman in question.

Hannah says angrily, wiping her tears away. "It wasn't my fault. I didn't realize the baby's father wasn't Ed."

"How many people have you slept with, Hannah?" Ed snaps. "You were never faithful to me, and now, you've caused Chloe's friend to be in danger. I'm suing you. Just so you will know that."

"Sue me?!" Hannah laughs manically. Berry doesn't even stir. His eyes are still closed and I have a feeling he's sleeping. I'm glad though. If he was awake now, I think even the mild-mannered and mellow Berry would slap Hannah. "I'm Hannah Jupiter, daughter of one of the richest men in the state. Do you think, you, Ed Hardy have the means to sue me?"

Ed's face darkens and I'm half-afraid he's going to slap her again.

"Oh, Hannah, you're so young and naive," Eleanor says coldly. "Do you think your father would actually let you sue Ed and me? You're at fault in the first place, for harming Ms Benson and lying to all of us."

"Daddy will do anything for me," Hannah retorts. "Besides, it's not even my fault. That fat whore just fell on her own."

"Chloe's a witness," Ed hisses.

"Her?!" Hannah screeches. She throws me an irritated glance. "Look at her, she's not even pretty. She looks so pale, sickly and washed out, I seriously doubt your taste in women. Nobody would believe her words as compared to mine. I'm the hottest socialite in New York right now,"

"Yo-" Ed leans forward, as if he's going to attack her.

"Ed," Eleanor says authoritatively, placing her hand on his shoulder. Somehow, I kind of know whether Ed got his steely demeanor from.

"Who on earth is the father?" Eleanor turns to face Hannah.

"No one you know," Hannah mutters but she averts her eyes. She's hiding something.

"Tell me, you insolent child," Eleanor slaps Hannah across the face.

"How dare you hit me?!" Hannah holds up her palm but Eleanor grabs her wrist and wring it to the side. "Answer me,," she says in a steely, scary voice. "Who was the man you slept with?"

"You can't make me do this," Hannah says defiantly. "My father's going to sue you guys and all of you will be in deep shit."

Eleanor smiles scarily. "Tell your father that if he dares try to take legal action against of us, I'll tell the police who was the mastermind behind the the theft of Baron Hert's paintings 13 years ago. "

"You wouldn't-" Hannah pales. "You were involved in it too."

"My care for money and prestige has cost me a lot, particularly my family," Eleanor pauses, glances at Ed as he looks away. "If I've to pay the price for my doings, I will do it but I won't allow your father and you to escape. Like me, you've to pay for what you've done."

"No...." Hannah tries to back away but Eleanor twists her arm. "You're not going to leave if you don't spit out the name of your wretched lover."

I glance at Ed's face. He's gazing at Hannah stonily. I touch his face and he softens before squeezing my hand.

"Ok, fine! Fine! I'll say, okay?" Hannah moans.

"Who is he?" Eleanor asks.

"It's Jack. I slept with Jack, OKAY?" Hannah grunts, twists herself out of Eleanor's grip and runs away.

Eleanor's face contorts with shock. "Jack?" she repeats softly. "My Jack?"

Ed's face darkens. "That bastard," he repeats under his breath.

I can't believe this.

Hannah slept with Ed's brother? That's impossible.