Chapter 1185
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1185 Ianâs Apprehension
A few days later, the time came again for Laneyâs prenatal check-up.
Garrett arrived at the hospital quite early in order to be with her during the check-up, but was still too
late. By the time he got there, Ian had already accompanied Laney, and they were awaiting the results.
âSorry Iâm late.â Garrett walked over and held Laneyâs hand, asking with concern, âHowâd the exam go?
Is our baby healthy?â
âWe havenât gotten the results yet,â Laney replied with a gentle smile, not at all upset by Garrettâs
tardiness.
She knew that he was doing his best for her and the baby.
At that moment, Laneyâs attending physician came over with the report and looked at her. Feeling a bit
of nervous, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the report in his hand. âMrs. Harding, you and the baby
are both healthy. There are no issues at all.â
âWhenâs the due date?â Garrett asked anxiously. The Harding Group had grown rapidly in the recent
years, with many business issues to attend to. That was why Garrett had been hectic these days. Even
with his wife delivering a baby, Garrett still needed to consider the timing and align his schedule with it.
âThe due date is around the 15th of the month after next,â the physician replied. His eyes flickered
nervously as he kept his head lowered. Garrett didnât notice the physicianâs unusual behavior and
instead took a look at his busy work schedule.
After confirming that he would be free around the due date, the huge knot heâd felt in his heart quickly
dissipated. âOur baby chose the perfect time to arrive. Iâll be back from a business trip on that exact
day, and wonât have to leave after that. Iâll stay with you at the hospital for the delivery,â Garrett said to
Laney with relief.
The physicianâs eyes flickered some more upon hearing this, and he said, âIâll take my leave now.
Please contact me if you need anything.â
Upon noticing the physicianâs evasive demeanor, Ian frowned and stopped him. âExcuse me, Doctor.
Are you sure about the due date? Is it possible that we need to consider making more time in advance
for Mr. Harding, just in case?â he asked in a serious tone.
Since the physician was already nervous, he couldnât help but stutter when he was suddenly stopped.
âN-no⦠that wonât be necessary,â he replied haltingly.
Ian frowned some more, sensing that there was something not quite right about the physicianâs
behavior. âOh, and by the way, I wanted to ask about the essential oils that you sent over not too long
ago. What ingredients are in them?â he enquired.
This question made the physician feel even more uneasy. âW-what do you mean? Did Mrs. Harding
experience any discomfort after using them?â he asked.
Ian kept his eyes fixed on the physician, with his tone stout and resolute. âI need to know the
ingredients that those essential oils contain. We take Mrs. Hardingâs health very seriously and wouldnât
want her using any products with unknown or potentially harmful contents,â he added sternly.
âThe reason Iâm asking this is that I once had a client who had a prolonged delivery after using
essential oils with unknown ingredients. That lesson has stuck with me ever since, so I need total
clarity on my concerns to avoid any similar incidents. Do you understand?â
Ianâs voice was as cold as ice, sending a chill down the physicianâs spine despite the comfortable
warmth of the hospital.
The physician hadnât expected Laneys assistant to be so difficult to deal with. With him around, there
was a real risk that Kaileeâs plan would be exposed at any time.
As the daughter of the Gibson family, it was unlikely that Kailee would face any repercussions if her
plan were exposed.
He, on the other hand, was just an ordinary physician with no power or influence. If the plan were to get
out, his career would be irreparably ruined forever.
As the physician was thinking about how to deceive Ian, Garrett, who had never been too fond of Ian,
spoke up. âThatâs enough, Ian. Do you think you know better than a doctor?â
Breathing a sigh of relief, the physician quickly came up with an excuse and left in a hurry. He was
terrified of getting caught, and didnât want to stay for even a moment longer. Gazing at the physicians
back as he rushed off, Ian still felt uneasy. âThe fact remains that these essential oils with unknown
ingredients arenât suitable for Mrs. Harding to use,â he said, firmly voicing his concerns.