CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 42 Is the Baby Okay

Chapter 42 Is the Baby Okay

"Why didn't she respond to my messages?"

"Frank took her phone. Anyway, don't worry about it. Just stay at home and I have things to do now."

"Hey, Lester..."

Lester hung up the phone. He looked at Francis' number on his contact list. He hesitated for a moment, but eventually he decided not to call Francis.

He didn't have the right to question Francis, and he had trespassed into Francis' house first.

Lester waited for about half an hour until Lilian was pushed out of the ER room. He quickly approached her and asked the doctor, "How is she?"

The doctor said, "She fainted due to arrhythmia. Luckily, she was brought in on time. What happened to her?" Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lester couldn't explain to the doctor and just asked, "Is the baby okay?"

"The baby is fine, but there was a slight disturbance in the amniotic fluid. She needs to have a good rest. And don't let her engage in stimulating activities during pregnancy."

Lester forced a smile and nodded. Francis had caused all this trouble, but now the doctor thought he was the unforgivable bad husband.

On the other side, Francis was in the company when he received a notification about the doorbell and password input. He glanced at it and threw his phone aside.

Nelson Casey knocked on the door and entered. Seeing that Julian was not there, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then handed the documents to Francis.

"Mr. Landau, I've checked it out. Several countries claim that our goods have safety issues, so they have restricted imports..."

As Nelson was speaking, he noticed that Francis was distractedly staring at the computer, clearly not paying attention.

"Mr. Landau?"

Francis snapped back to reality and replied, "Hmm?"

He then seemed to remember something and said, "You don't need to go now."

Nelson was momentarily taken aback. Then he suddenly realized that Francis had instructed him to go to the villa after finishing his work. Nelson nodded and responded, "Alright, should I show you the document?"

"Forget about it." Francis leaned back and casually lit a cigarette.

Nelson furrowed his brow, realizing that Francis seemed a bit off today. Normally, he didn't smoke at the office.

Nelson then thought that maybe it was because Francis had spent the night finding Lilian and hadn't slept.

So Nelson suggested, "Mr. Landau, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Francis glanced at him. The smoke swirling around his fingertips. He then looked away and slid his chair backwards. He leaned against the backrest, closed his eyes, and said, "You can leave now."

Nelson put the document on his table and left. Then he thought to himself, 'Julian's absence today made Mr. Landau lose all interest in work.'

He couldn't understand why Francis was so crazy about her.

In the hospital, Lilian gradually regained consciousness. She stared at the white ceiling for a moment and then suddenly remembered something.

She sat up from the bed and touched her belly. Then she was relieved that she didn't feel any obvious abnormalities.

Lilian didn't know how she ended up in the hospital. Could it be that Francis let her out?

Thinking of his cold and indifferent face as he mercilessly pushed her in that store room, she still felt unfamiliar.

Lilian didn't stay long in the hospital. She lifted the blanket and got out of bed. Just as she was wondering how to get back, she ran into Lester who had returned from paying the fees.

Lester was taken aback and asked, "Why did you get out of bed?"

Lilian patted her pockets. It seemed like her phone was left in the villa.

She tried to communicate with Lester using sign language, but he couldn't understand. He just made a rough guess from her signs, asking "You want to go back?"

Lilian actually wanted to ask how she was sent to the hospital, but it didn't seem to matter anymore since he couldn't understand.

So, she nodded.

Lester glanced at the housing contract he had just finished for her, sighed, and said, "Alright, I'll take you back."

Lester put away the documents and drove her back.

Just as they arrived at the doorstep, they both saw a Bentley parked in front. The car was still running, with the rear lights on, as if waiting for someone.

Lester's expression turned grim.

Because that was Francis' car.