Larry called Charlie, who was in the study upstairs. When he came in, he saw that Wendy paced anxiously back and forth in front of the floor- to- ceiling window. She clutched her phone and called Emily over and over again. However, no matter how many times she tried, there was only a mechanical female voice on the line, saying, "the person you're calling is unavailable at the moment."
"Wendy, what's wrong?"
Wendy relaxed as soon as she looked back and saw him. "Charlie, what should I do? What should I do?"
She swallowed hard and said in an anxious voice, "I just watched the news that there was an earthquake in South Africa, where Emily stayed. I have called her many times, but I can't get through! Will she..."
Hearing her words, Charlie was shocked.
He wasted no time in taking out his mobile phone and quickly glanced at the news delivered a few minutes ago. Sure enough, there was one that she said.
Wendy's face was covered with traces of tears. When Charlie put down the phone and looked up, he saw warm tears bursting out of her eyes. Her tearful look made his heart ache. While wiping her tears off with his fingers, he asked, "Wendy, don't cry!"
But how could she control it? At this time, all she could think about was Emily's safety.
Seeing that he could not calm her down, Charlie was afraid that her feeling of sadness would hurt her health, so he had to say, "Don't scare Larry!"
When Wendy heard his words, she looked down and found that Larry was holding her legs and looking at her timidly with his pair of big black eyes. She immediately stopped crying and wiped her tears carelessly with her hands.
She patted Larry's head and told him not to be afraid. She had to take care of Larry and the baby in her belly and should not scare them. Therefore, she sobbed a while longer and calmed herself down finally.
Charlie breathed a sigh of relief and held her in his arms. He stroked her back and said in a low voice, "Wendy, don't worry. We don't know the situation yet, and so don't assume the worst. Maybe we just can't get in touch with her for the time being. God blesses the good, and she'll be fine!"
"Yes!" Wendy nodded affirmatively.
No matter how anxious she was, she could do nothing to help. For now, she could only pray for her!
The whole afternoon, Wendy seemed to have been cumbered with a load of care and didn't eat much for dinner. Even before going to bed, she still repeatedly called Emily, her best friend.
It was a pity that there was no response.
Charlie gave her a glass full of steaming milk and sat next to her, part of his shadow cast on her. "You haven't got through, right?"
Wendy shook her head, her face cloudy. "Yes..."
She not only made lots of phone calls but also sent her many texts and emails. As long as there was any way to contact her, she would not miss it. If she was pregnant now, she might not stay at home and fly to South Africa to find out what had happened to her.
"Don't be nervous. You can try again when you wake up tomorrow morning."
Wendy could only nod. She sat up and took the glass of milk, but she had no appetite. After taking a small sip, she was about to put it down.
Charlie stopped her. He frowned and said, "Drink it up. You didn't eat much at dinner!" Wendy had no choice but to finish the rest of the glass of milk.
Seeing that the cup was empty, Charlie felt better. He first kissed the corner of her mouth, then stroked her hair on her temples and said, "The earthquake just happened, and so the situation there is not clear. I suppose that a full-scale rescue operation must have been launched. I think we should pay more attention to the news. Besides, I've already contacted the embassy there and didn't find her name on the list of casualties. At least, she is probably alive. At this time, it's better to have no news from her than to hear the news of her death!"
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