Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 478

Chapter 478

Imogen quickly tried to get up to see Felicia oft personally.

Felicia, not wanting to trouble a heavily pregnant woman, was just about in decline when johanna raised her voice.

Imogen was startled and scolded her gently, “Why are you shouting so loudly? What is it?”

Johanna forced a smile, though it looked strained. “The doctor traveled so far to see you, How could we let her leave in such a hurry without even offering proper hospitality? Don’t you think so?”

“Yes, you’re right. I was so overjoyed that I forgot my marmers!”

Imogen was naturally good–tempered, especially toward Johanna, tolerating almost anything she said or did.

To Felicia, however, this excessive kindness bordered on naivety, making Imogen an easy target to manipulate.

“No need for that. I have other matters to attend to. I won’t be staying.” Felicia said as she tumed to leave.

Stanley, who had been silently following her the entire time, obediently picked up the medical kit and stepped forward to lead the way.

Johanna panicked. She wanted to keep Felicia here but couldn’t come up with a convincing excuse or reason Gritting her teeth, she leaned close to Imogen and whispered something in her ear,

Imogen’s eyes widened in astonishment. “Are you sure? This miracle healer Es Stephan’s sweetheart?”

The word “sweetheart made Johanna so turious she could scream. But to keep Felicia here for her scheme, she played along and nodded.

“That’s right. Didn’t I mention I went to Khogend with Stephan before? I saw it with my own eyes, Stephan seems very fond of her. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Stanley. He’s Stephan’s most trusted subordinate, and even he has started calling her Mrs. Russell.”

Johanna expected Imogen to be displeased after hearing all that. Instead, Imogen exclaimed, “Oh dear! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

With that, Imogen, cradling her belly, hurried after Felicia, shouting as she went, “Felicial My sister–in–Jawl Don’t leave!”

Johanna was speechless.

Felicia had nearly reached the main gates of the Russell estate and was about to get into the car when she heard the commotion behind her. Tuming around, she saw a heavily pregnant woman running toward her. Alarmed, she quickly stepped forward to support Imogen

Imogen was out of breath but started laughing when she grabbed Felicia’s hand. She was almost pleading, “Don’t… Don’t go yet. Stay with me for a few days, I’ll show you around our house, alrigļu?”

Our house? When did it become their house?

Felicia couldn’t help but laugh. She then firmly shook her head. “I really can’t. Ms. Russell, I.,”

Before she could finish, Imogen suddenly clutched her belly and cried out, her face turning pale.

Felicia immediately checked her pulse and frowned. She turned to the maids and Stanley, Instructing. “She’s experiencing fetal distress. Help her back to her room to lie down.”

“Oh, yes. Right away.

Stanley reacted quickly, picking up Imogen in his arms and carrying her back to her room. Once she was settled, he respectfully stepped aside.

Felicia administered two acupuncture needles.

Imogen slowly recovered, still shaken. “Irantoo fast just now Is the baby okay?”

“The baby’s fine. Both you and the child ate healthy, but you must be more careful. Judging by your condition, there’s a high chance you’ll deliver prematurely,” Felicia said bluntly

Imogen nodded, her unfocused eyes still radiating a surprising brightness.

Felicia sighed inwardly.

Faced with Imogen’s repeated pleas, she found it impossible to refuse a frail pregnant woman and reluctantly agreed to stay for a few days

Imogen was overjoyed. She chatted with Felicia for a while, then, realizing Felicia was tired from her travels, insisted she rest.

Felicia did need anap.

What she didn’t expect, however, was that the room Imogen arranged for her to rest in was none other than Stephan’s bedroom!