Chapter 176 - On Fire (1/2)

”Where are you going?” Olivia sprang up from the bed. It was almost one in the afternoon, and she was laying on the bed for a power nap with Maxen.

”Emily sent a message. She said I need to meet her in Cultural Center.” He dipped for a kiss, tipping her chin up to meet her lips.

”I want to go with you,” Olivia protested, kicking the duvet off her legs.

Maxen scratched the skin above his eyebrows. He knew how stubborn his wife could get and he was not up for an argument at the moment.

If Maxen would tell her to rest some more, she would rebut with getting a clearance with her doctor.

If he would agree to that and they called Aila Zhang in, she would threaten the doctor to sign her discharge papers ASAP.

So he had to improvise in order for Olivia to stay behind and rest for another day. Anyway, Aila Zhang told them that Olivia could go home the next day because they still had to observe her for forty-eight hours after they administered the antibiotics in her system.

Yana, who was sitting in a far corner, stood up and took the laptop on the table, tiptoeing on her way out of the room.

A second ago, she saw Olivia stole a glance on the laptop that was sitting on top of the coffee table and knew right away that if Maxen sees that, he would advise Olivia to use her 'eyes' to check where he was headed to.

”Where are you going, thief?” MIB2 snarled. He knew exactly what Yana was up to which was why he called her out. He blocked the sliding door with one arm across, halting Yana in her steps.

”Ooof!” MIB2 whimpered. Yana just kneed him in the groin, and left him limping as she sprinted out of Olivia's room.

Maxen turned to face MIB2's direction, bewildered at the trail of smoke Yana left behind as she ran for her life.

”La-la-laptop,” MIB2 stuttered, writhing in pain. His knees rubbed together to alleviate the zing in his family jewels.

A proud smile painted Olivia's face. She knew hiring Yana was a good investment on her part. To reward Yana for her alertness, Olivia made a mental note to increase the former's salary by a dollar per hour.

”I guess you're coming with me then.” Maxen sighed. C.o.c.king a brow on Olivia, he added, ”But you're staying in the car.”

”I can do that… if you and Emily will discuss things inside the car.”

”Jeeez, Olivia. So clingy.”

To their shock, after a few minutes, Aila Zhang stepped in with a smeared lipstick.

”Seriously? What is going on in this hospital?” Maxen scratched the skin above his eyebrows. How could an esteemed chairwoman walk around looking fresh from a quickie?

”You're the bad juju here, Your Highness.”

”Says the one who mixes business with p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. Could you fix yourself in the mirror? Please?”