Well, she could hardly blame him for that, could she? He didn’t know anything about her circumstances because she hadn’t shared them with him. And she had no intention of sharing them with him.It had been a mistake to go back to his house with him the day before. A luxury she should never have allowed herself. She’d been naive to think that she could just enjoy the moment and walk away.She pulled herself back to the present and concentrated on supporting Gail, who was listening to Jake.‘I’m not happy with what I’m seeing,’ he said gently. ‘The baby’s heart rate is slow and I’m worried about your scar.’Gail stared at him defensively, a sheen of sweat on her brow and her eyes blank with pain. ‘The scar will be fine. I’ve read enough to know that the chances of a uterine rupture are minimal and I’m not having another Caesarean section. I’d rather take the risk.’‘It’s true that it isn’t common for the uterus to rupture,’ Jake agreed, ‘but in certain circumstances it can happen.
