Chapter: 649
The moment Ariana mentioned ‘Marley’, Judy, always forthcoming, seemed taken aback. Her face
morphed into an unreadable expression as she busied herself, hastily rearranging the lunchbox. “Who?
I don’t know,” she stuttered, not meeting Ariana’s eyes.
Completing her task, she announced, “Mrs. Anderson, I’ll clean these up. A nurse will be here shortly to
change your dressing. You should rest.”
And with that, she made a beeline for the exit, disappearing within seconds.
A frown crossed Ariana’s face as she watched Judy’s hasty retreat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhy such a dramatic response? It was as if ‘Marley’ was some forbidden topic.
Judy’s panicked behavior was new to Ariana, and it was decidedly odd.
Her contemplation was interrupted by the arrival of Horace, his usual professional grin plastered on his
face. “Mrs. Anderson, any improvement in how you’re feeling?
Anything still bothering you? Need me to fetch a doctor?” he asked.
Distracted by Judy’s unexpected reaction, she managed to shake her head and muttered, “No, I’m
fine.”
Adjusting his glasses, Horace carried on. “The doctor conducted a preliminary examination on you last
night. If you’re feeling well now, we’ll proceed with a comprehensive check-up to assess your overall
health.”
Just as Ariana was about to get up from the bed and say yes, she froze. The realization hit her like a
ton of bricks – a complete health check could disclose her pregnancy.
She was suddenly rooted to the spot, her heart pounding.
For a brief moment, Ariana couldn’t think of what to do. She glanced at Horace, and then retumed her
feet, which had been half-dangling off the bed, back under the blanket. She gave a forced laugh and
replied, “I’m not feeling great at the moment; I just ate a rather heavy meal. Maybe I should give it
some time to settle.”
Horace nodded in agreement. “Alright, Mrs. Anderson. We’ll postpone your check-up for half an hour.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Hold up. I feel like I’m in pretty good shape, don’t think I need a full check-up.
Besides, who likes to be poked and prodded in a hospital all day? You get me, Horace?”
“But we can’t ignore the potential harm the gangsters might’ve inflicted on you. A check-up would be
safer.” His poker face never wavered as he denied her request.
He then added, “Mrs. Anderson, rest for now. Just let me know when you’re ready, I’ll organize
everything.”
Hearing this, Ariana couldn’t help but grip the blanket with more force. She knew swaying Horace was
no easy task. As she was racking her brain for a way out, a doctor clad in a white coat walked in.
It was Mitchel!
Taken aback by his unexpected appearance, Ariana blurted out, “Why is Dr. Chadwick here?”
“Dr. Chadwick continues to be your attending doctor,” Horace clarified with the same composed
demeanor.