Chapter 167 - Modern Times (1/2)

Pivoting on her aching feet, the doctor waved her hands in the air. ”Okay, guys. Only two guardians are allowed inside the emergency room.”

Holding two fingers up in the air, the doctor added, ”Two guardians only so please leave and free up the room. Guard!” She looked over her shoulder, calling the guard's attention. She growled at him when he didn't move in his post.

Everyone in the room held their breaths, waiting for the doctor to realize who was right in front of her.

Some pointed to the royal family's direction using their mouths but it just puzzled the doctor why everyone's faces looked horrified.

Clearing his throat, King Alistair responded, ”Of course. We apologize for the inconvenience, doctor.”

The doctor froze on her spot, roots sprang out of her feet, she couldn't move an inch. She blinked, and blinked some more and saw Queen Isla smiling at her.

Afraid that her eyes were so tired to be seeing apparitions, she rubbed it. Tracing her gaze, she scanned the room from left to right.

King. Queen. Prince.

Color drained from her face when Queen Isla clasped her hands, verifying that what she saw was not a hallucination.

”You-Your Majesty...”

”It's okay. We will wait for her outside. That's my daughter Olivia. Please take good care of her, doctor.”

”Yes. Absolutely. 100%. I am the best ER doctor in the country,” the doctor blabbered, sweat dripping from her forehead as she encouraged herself more than what looked like her convincing the queen.

Queen Isla smiled, warm and sweet, relaxing the palpitations in the doctor's racing heart.

King Alistair, Queen Isla, and Henry then stepped out of the emergency room, leaving Oliver and Maxen inside. They were ushered by a nurse inside an office.

”We will let you know when the VIP room you requested is available,” the nurse informed them, rushing out of the room after excusing herself when her walkie talkie beeped.

Once the parentals were left inside, Henry tutted, crossing his legs. ”Your boy kept asking me for Olivia's hand but he just couldn't wait—knocking up my daughter before marriage.”

”Eh? Excuse me, Henry.” Queen Isla spoke out of turn. ”You speak as if you don't have bastards littering around the country. Besides, they are two a.d.u.l.ts who are madly in love. Procreation is inevitable.”

”Isla...” King Alistair grunted and shifted in his seat. He gave Henry a once over and shook his head. His wife just told him that his old friend was expecting another child. He thought Henry was a bit on the older side to be fathering one but who cares? He could have as many as he liked, the man loved getting DNA results anyway.

”Why wouldn't it be inevitable when they moved in together before marriage? Tell your boy, he could have Olivia's hand any time of the day. He has my blessing. She's of no use to me now that my daughter is damaged goods.”

Queen Isla's hand flew to her mouth that was formed into a big 'O'. She couldn't believe Henry would consider her daughter, Olivia, as damaged goods. ”Ha! The only damaged goods is the mistress you keep in the Lin Estate. Disgusting old fart! Let me just say this, they don't need your blessing because if it came from you, it sure is a curse!” Queen Isla huffed, crossing her arms over her c.h.e.s.t, looking on the other side of the room to ignore Henry Lin.

She wanted to anger him by blurting out Maxen and Olivia's elopement but did her best to hold her tongue in because if she did, King Alistair would find out about it too.

Suddenly, a picture of King Alistair voicing out a 'suggestion' for the two to announce their ”engagement” in public popped up in Queen Isla's mind.

Shaking her head, she decided it was not the perfect time for the king to learn about it yet, especially after what happened to her daughter, Olivia.

She batted her eyelashes at her husband and behaved in a corner to prevent herself from saying things she shouldn't be saying, mumbling as she did her math, ”So I saw four. If one is Maya's, and we gained an angel… it leaves me with two more. Hmmm.”

Shifting in her seat, she faced King Alistair. ”I think I should move-in to Notios Estate and take care of Olivia.”

”Isla…”

”Okay, I won't.” She held her palm up in a promise. ”I'll just visit her every day.”

”Let the girl rest, Isla. I'll tell Abbott to clear Maxen's schedule so he could take care of his wife.”

”Wife?!” Henry and Queen Isla exclaimed in unison.