Chapter 279 - Break A Leg (1/2)

”Check it one more time! Call a new doctor! You're not doing it right. I need a new doctor. Olivia! Olivia, please. Find someone outside. It can't be. This can't be. I'm pregnant. I know it! I felt my son kicking!”

Rona Co was a complete mess, crying and screaming inside the VIP room. All the while, the doctor stood silently in a corner and waited for her to calm down.

To shut Rona up, Oliver spoke, ”Ms. Co, I believe there's no need to call another person in the room. But if you wanted every doctor or resident in this facility to find out about your predicament, then be my guest.”

Rona regarded Oliver Lin who stood with his back ramrod straight. His hands were dipped in his pockets, and he oozed with power and confidence as if those were his second skin.

One look was enough that he would certainly call every doctor in the hospital, and her humiliation would be known to everyone.

Her lips trembled, her eyes darted to the ultrasound monitor. She saw it earlier, but she was still in denial.

Was this her curse for taking Amelia's spot which really belonged to her in the first place?

She deserved to be in Henry's arms. She's the only deserving person to bear a Lin heir, and not some crazy woman named Amelia.

Standing her ground, Rona Co swallowed the lump in her throat. She fisted the blanket under her palms to contain her grief and anger, all pooled into one.

”I will wait for Henry in this room, and we will find another doctor to do the scan and finish the damn amniocentesis,” she gritted through her teeth.

Pursing her lips into a thin line, Olivia stood from her seat and clutched the purse that was hanging on her shoulder.

”Okay then. But just a heads-up, he might be running a little late.”

Rona averted Olivia's gaze and trained her sight outside the window.

She heard footsteps shuffling on the floor, and a door sliding open.

Suddenly, the world stood still when a scratching sound echoed from Olivia's purse.

Fishing her phone out, a recording played again and again in the background.

An ugly sobbing sound could be heard, followed by incoherent murmurs.

”Ameliaaaa, I'm sorry. Ameliaaaa, please forgive me. Take me back, please. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.”

Olivia eyed Rona Co and saw a teardrop from the corner of her eye. Rona, Olivia, and Oliver knew exactly to whom that voice belonged to.

”LEEEEEEEEAVE!” Rona Co screamed on top of her lungs, throwing the pillow towards the door.

Sliding the partition closed, Olivia exhaled through her nose. She should be triumphant. She should celebrate hearing her father beg for forgiveness.

But her heart painfully squeezed in her c.h.e.s.t. It didn't satisfy her the way she thought it would. The apology felt forced although it came from Henry's heart.