Chapter 1189
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1189 Premature Birth
Ian was shocked that such an incident would occur when he was out for only a few minutes. He felt his
chest tighten as he hurriedly moved forward to help Laney up so she could sit on her bed. âMrs.
Harding, what happened? How did you fall all of a sudden?â
Laney rested against the bed, clutching her stomach in pain Her breathing grew faster by the minute
and cold sweat dripped down all over her body. She stuttered, âJust⦠now⦠A care worker came to
clean⦠I wanted to get out of bed to get a glass of water after she left, I never expected⦠the floor
close to the bed to be so slippery⦠It made me fallâ¦â
âA care worker?â
Lola and the attending physicianâs abnormal behavior a few moments ago came to Ianâs mind, then
there was the appearance of this care worker. Ianâs instinct told him that this entire thing was a
scheme.
However, there was no time to think of such things at the moment.
Ian saw that Laneyâs clothing was damp between her legs, indicating her water had broken. She was
likely about to have a premature delivery.
Nothing else mattered, Ian hurriedly pressed the emergency button, and softly comforted Laney, âYou
need to relax, Mrs. Harding. Take deep breaths and calm yourself.â
Laney held tight on Ianâs sleeve, as the pain in her abdomen grew more and more intense, making it
hard to even speak.
It was only at this point that Lola and the attending physician finally arrived, coming late to the scene.
As they watched Laney go into premature labor after her fall, they both remained calm and kept their
composure, as though this was something they had foreseen.
The physician remained indifferent as he directed a couple of nurses to move Laney to the delivery
room He showed zero signs of panic despite the dire state the patient was in. Watching both the
physician and Lola, Ian grew more doubtful. Their calmness promoted his suspicion that they had been
working out this scheme from the beginning to the end.
They purposely kept him out of the way then called on a care worker to clean the area around Laneyâs
bed, tampering with it to result in her slipping and going into premature delivery.
However, with Laneyâs life hanging in the balance, the only thing Ian could do was hold himself back
and silently escort her to the delivery room.
Before she was rolled into the delivery room, Laney clutched Ianâs sleeve tightly and pleaded, âCall
Garrett. Immediatelyâ¦â
Ian easily nodded and instantly dialed Garrett.
However, he couldnât reach him, even after dialing a dozen times.
As Lola watched this from the side, her lips curled upwards in a small smile, a hint of self -satisfaction
glistening in her eyes.
It appeared that Kaileeâs scheme had worked perfectly!
Despite multiple tries, Ian wasnât able to reach Garrett on the phone. He eventually had to give up after
dialing for a while.
As Ian lifted his head, he caught sight of Lola s nonchalant expression and couldnât help but furrow his
brows as he warned, âDo not do anything to aggravate Mrs. Harding, Iâm warning you. Donât tell her I
canât reach Mr. Harding.â
Lola pretended she hadnât heard Ian speaking. She bent her head and toyed with her phone, covering
her disdainful look with one of indifference.
Laney was all alone with no support now, so what power did Ian have over her? And as Kaileeâs plan
had succeeded, very soon Laney would be kicked to the curb.
As Ian could not reach Garrett, he hurriedly phoned Janet to pass on the news. âHey, Ian, is something
wrong? Howâs Laney?â Janet answered the call instantly.
She had been working on her design, fully focused on the intricate lines in the manuscript as she held
the phone between her cheek and shoulder.
Ian felt a bit of ease as Janetâs sweet voice sounded in his ears. He said nervously, âMrs. Larson, Mrs.
Harding fell and is now in labor. Could you make your way here as soon as possible?â
âWhat? Laney fell??â Janet was shocked, and her expression instantly changed when she heard the
news. She hurriedly got up from her chair, knocking over the glass of water on her desk unto her
nearly-completed manuscript.
But there was no time for her to tidy things up at the moment. She quickly phoned the driver and
rushed to the hospital.