Chapter 166 - State of Catatonia (2/2)
”Max,” she croaked.
”President,” Yana fretted when Olivia pushed herself up from the bed. ”His Highness wanted you to stay at home and rest. You were down with a fever all night.”
Feeling lighter, Olivia forced a small smile. ”I can't. I have an appointment today. I'll feel better after I take a bath.”
Despite Yana's protests, Olivia still went ahead and prepared for the day.
Soon, Olivia dragged her feet inside the courtroom, surprising Oliver.
”Livi.” He rushed to his sister's way, three creases formed on his forehead. ”Maxen said you're sick. You should have stayed home. Jeez, you're burning.”
”I'm fine. I'll sit here, and just listen. I'll be a good girl. I promise.”
It didn't take long for Henry and his hoard of lawyers to arrive. And because their mother was still in the mental facility, Oliver and Olivia represented her in court.
All the while the court proceeding was ongoing, Olivia shivered nonstop in her spot. It was starting to worry Oliver that he fired up a message to Maxen informing him that he'd bring Olivia to the hospital after their engagement.
The sound of the gavel pounding roused Olivia from her state of catatonia. ”Ollie,” she cried, clutching Oliver's arm.
Her pleas for help attracted everyone's attention in the room, including Henry.
”It hurts, Ollie,” she whimpered, laying down on the bench, curling up in a fetal position.
To Oliver's horror, blood pooled on the bench where Olivia once sat.
Inside the emergency room, the sound of sirens never ceased as patients were wheeled inside.
In the farthest corner, Oliver paced back and forth, waiting for the doctor's assessment, although he already knew it could be another episode of Olivia's heavy period.
Rushed footsteps echoed inside the room, heads snapping to where the sound was coming from. To everyone's shock, including the patients laying on the bed, they saw the prince took long hurried strides towards the farthest corner of the room.
What shocked them the most was, it was not only the prince who was in attendance but also the ric.h.e.s.t man in the country, Henry Lin.
As if they didn't receive enough shock for their lives yet, the emergency room doors flung open, a minute after, with the king and queen and their sea of security detail.
”I think we need to move Livi to a private room,” Oliver said and scratched the back of his head. His head felt lighter by the second as he regarded every one with a forced smile.
Soon, the doctor came back with Olivia's results.
”We just need a guardian to sign the papers for the D&C procedure. It's the cause of her infection and fever too.”
”D&C?” Oliver frowned, receiving the clipboard from the doctor.
”Dilation and curettage.” The doctor gulped. ”Patient suffered a miscarriage.”