Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2012

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2012

After a long while, the doctor finally came back out.

“What's wrong? Doctor, is she fine?” Larry murmured.

The doctor heaved a long sigh before shaking her head.

“It's best that you take good care of her. She's having severe mood fluctuations, and that affects the

baby in her. You should spend more time consoling her. After all, that's a human in her.” As the

doctor spoke, she somberly stared at the man in front of her.

The doctor knew everything was just an act from Gabriella, but what she said was true as well.

Gabriella had been having mood fluctuations the past few days, and she was easily agitated. It was

impossible that the baby was not affected by Gabriella's mental state.

“All right, she'll be staying in the hospital for the next few days. You should take care of her. It's not

easy for a woman to give birth to a child, so I hope you'll be able to protect her well.” With that said,

the doctor gently patted his shoulders.

But what about Joan? Misery flitted across Larry's eyes.

After a while, the man opened the door and walked toward her bedside.

By then, Gabriella was already asleep. Perhaps the words from the doctors upset her, so she had

chosen sleep to forget about those words.

Ding, ding, ding.

After a brief glance at the phone, Larry picked the phone up. Caspian’s voice traveled out of the

speakers. "Larry, I've booked the ticket for the flight.”

“Caspian...” Larry mumbled.

A second later, he continued, “Find a good helper to take care of Gabriella in the hospital.”

He did not know it, but Gabriella heard his words.

That wench Joan is still in his heart! Gabriella could not help but gripped the bedsheets as she

ground her teeth.

“Lars, don't go. Don't leave me,” came Gabriella’s fake mumbles as she tossed and turned in her

supposed sleep.

A nurse, who knew nothing about the situation, questioned, “Hey, what are you doing? Can't you

hear that the patient's calling for you? Why are you still on the phone instead of consoling her?”

“Lars, don't go. Please. I'm so scared. I'm so scared if anything happens to the baby. What if I die?”

Gabriella continued mumbling with tears streaming down her face.

Larry only quietly stared at her, slightly suspicious.

Generally, he would not believe in any of her words. However, the sight of her bleeding in front of

the office had shocked him to his core earlier.

“I've found a helper. She'll be here soon,” the man replied

“I don't want a helper. Lars, I just want you. Don't go. Stay with me, please.” The woman had a tight

grip on his arm, and in her eyes was a pleading look.

"What kind of man is he? I can't believe he’s trying to leave even when his wife is in this state. How

irresponsible.”

That's right. He's clearly a scumbag. What kind of husband would leave his wife in the hospital

alone?”

“I'd say she must have been blind to find a man like him as her husband.”

The surrounding patient returned to their loud gossips. Meanwhile, when Gabriella heard them, glee

surged in her chest.

It seems like the money I've used to hire these actors hasn't gone to waste. At the same time, a

smug smile grew on the woman's lips.

She wanted to find out what the man would choose. Is he going to look for Joan overseas and have

his reputation ruined, or will he stay here and take care of me until I'm discharged?

"Gabriella, don't be unreasonable. I have matters to settle. Since I've already found a helper to take

care of you, I'll be leaving now.” With that said, Larry stood up, about to leave.

He was sick of hearing those things. Ever since he stepped into the hospital, he had been hearing

the surrounding people gossip about him. In fact, he was starting to wonder if those people were

doing it on purpose.

“Lars, you can't leave. What should I do if you're gone?” Gabriella gazed at him, misery written all

over her face.

However, all Larry could think at that moment was Joan. He had yet to find out what happened to

her. Whether she was hurt, or if she had woken up.

Larry frowned, his hands clenching into fists.