Chapter 278 - Longest Hour (2/2)
In no time, Olivia stepped out of the loo, dressed in a sleeveless, powder blue dress.
”Let's go,” she announced, snatching the bag on the couch on her way out. Without ever sparing a glance on the pile of work that was waiting at her desk, Olivia closed the door of her office and left.
”Why do we have to be in the clinic again?” Oliver asked while his attention was on the road as he drove.
”Because… I just want to see her face contort when that needle pierces her belly.”
”Jeez, Livi. No wonder you and Maxen jive. You both have this sick need to see people in pain.”
Turning the left signal on, the car entered a parking garage to the Nisia General Hospital's VIP floor. They parked near the VIP elevator, which they took up to the eighth floor.
Arriving at the VIP floor, a nurse ushered them to a room where Rona Co was waiting. Contraptions were attached to her to monitor her pulse and blood pressure.
Olivia sat on a chair facing the hospital bed while Oliver stood beside her.
”Let's wait for your dad. I'm trying to reach through him but you know him. His hands are full at the moment.”
The siblings snickered in unison. How could they break the news to Rona that Henry was in isolation in his own bathroom?
Feeling disrespected, Rona snapped at Olivia. ”Care to share what's so funny, Olivia?”
”You.” Olivia uttered without batting an eyelash. She then glanced to the doctor whose face was familiar. She remembered the guy hanging around Emily once or twice.
Since she wasn't on speaking terms with the guy, she brushed the thought away and went on to business.
”I'm afraid we can't wait for our father to join us. Ollie and I have other businesses to attend to,” she informed Rona with a placid expression on her face.
Seeing that there was no point in holding off the procedure for just one person, Rona Co nodded her head towards the doctor's way.
”You can lift your gown up, just under your b.r.e.a.s.t,” the doctor instructed. ”This will be really cold.” He smiled at Rona and squirted a clear jelly on her belly.
Lathering the jelly on Rona's stomach, the doctor proceeded with the ultrasound screening to find the location of the fetus.
The longer the doctor swiped the tool, the deeper the creases on his forehead got. He then cleared his throat, scanning every inch of Rona's stomach but all he saw was a pitch black scan.
”How far along were you again?” the doctor checked, gently smiling at Rona.
”Twenty weeks.”
”And you had your monthly prenatal check-ups for the past four months?”
”No. I had… a pregnancy test and it turned positive. I was never keen on seeing doctors.”
The doctor then slowly lifted the apparatus off Rona's belly, placing it back on the machine's holder.
”I don't want to break this to you but I believe you're having a ghost pregnancy.”
”What?” Rona Co snapped, her heart dropped from her c.h.e.s.t to her empty stomach.
”Madam, unfortunately, you are not pregnant.”