Robert Thomson finally nodded happily, having someone send her back: "Send the doctor out."
As soon as there was no one in the room, Emma Smith's face immediately sank: "Robert Thomson, don't even think about it! Send me back! I don't want to stay here!"
Robert was in a good mood, sitting next to her, lowering his head, and affectionately rubbing his nose against her cheek: "Emma, what are you talking about? We're a family, of course we should be together."
Emma felt disgusted: "Who is a family with you? There are plenty of women who can give you a son! I don't want to stay here! Get out of my way!"
"You don't want to be here? Where do you want to go? Back to Michael Edwards?" Robert's face darkened, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and then he regained clarity, his voice gentle, "What are you talking about? The baby in your belly is mine, you are the mother of my child, where are you going to go? This is your home!"
