The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1612

Since it was fairly late, and the three of them didn’t have much to talk about, the mood in the ward was somewhat subdued, so Bella told them it was getting late and that she needed to leave.

The ward window was open. Mckenzie looked out of it and frowned. "When did it start to rain?"

Indeed, they didn’t know when, but it had begun to rain, and the rain was torrential.

"It won't be easy to hail a taxi in such heavy rain. Charlie, you should give them a ride," Mckenzie said.

Charlie nodded, indicating that he knew what to do.

He turned around, casually hooked the car key onto his slim finger from the table and then grabbed the trench coat on the side.

Bella's mother was looking at him all over very carefully.

Not until Bella tugged at her mother's sleeve did the latter come to herself.

Then her mother thought, 'He's so tall. He must be over five feet eleven.'

She had always wanted to find Bella a match, an eligible man well established in his career, and now she finally got what she wanted.

Meanwhile.

Grace, with Eaton in her arms and Andrew by her side, walked over.

Eaton's forehead was somewhat scalding. She was stroking his brow with her head down and thus didn’t notice those walking towards her head-on.

Bella, however, promptly spotted her. Naturally, Charlie who was walking ahead of her also saw Grace.

"Fortune, Eaton's fever seems to be minor. Just now I took his temperature. It's 38 degrees centigrade, so take it easy," Andrew consoled her.

Grace was rather bad-tempered now. "It's minor only for the moment. It'll get much worse after midnight."

Eaton had a fever?

Charlie furrowed his brows, hurried up to Grace in three strides and asked in a deep voice, "I'm gonna get a doctor..."

Grace lifted her head and, at the sight of Charlie's face, narrowed her charming almond-shaped eyes. Then she glimpsed Bella and her mother out of the corner of her eye. Her rosy lips curved in a sneer as she slapped his hand away. "Don't bother. I can manage it myself."

With that she walked around him. Andrew, following in her wake, called, "Fortune, I think it's time you fed Eaton."

"I know. Let's go to the doctor's office first.” After thinking for a brief moment, Grace added, "Andrew, I forgot to bring the diapers. Go to the car and get one." Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"There aren’t any diapers in the car. I checked before getting out. There's only a blanket, no diapers.”

"Forget it. Let’s go to the doctor first. I'll figure something out later."

The two of them disappeared from view. Charlie involuntarily took a step forward, intending to follow them.

But then he saw Bella behind her, halted and called his chauffeur.

He couldn't reach his chauffeur. An automated voice told him the chauffeur’s phone was off and that he might try again later.

He glanced out of the window. It was raining cats and dogs and there was no telling when it'd stop. He momentarily squinted his eyes and resignedly resumed progressing.

The cabs on the streets were definitely all full, and his chauffeur's phone was off.

Also, he had promised Mckenzie he'd give Bella and her mother a ride. He couldn't leave them here.

Sitting in his black Bentley and holding the steering wheel with one hand, Charlie pulled out his cellphone and called the doctor again.

"Hello, Dr. Weirwood, are you in the hospital? Yeah, I need a pediatrician. My son's got a cold. Please go and check on him. Yeah, his name's Eaton Livingston. He's on the third floor...”