Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 881 - 334: If Only We Could Turn Back Time (Part 3)
The voice was hoarse and low, "Wait for me a moment."
Lin Chu unnaturally lowered her head, her delicate cheeks turned a slight rosy hue due to the long kiss and shortness of breath. Her originally vibrant and exquisite features regained some of their past vitality.
"Mm, you go ahead quickly."
It was still early, and if there were no delays on the way, she should be able to reach the Lin Family before ten o’clock.
That way, she could spend a bit more time with her dad.
...
At the intersection.
The driver stood respectfully beside the car. In the black guest car, Lu Huai’an’s stern features were devoid of warmth, and his whole person was hidden in the shadows,
His voice was calm and steady, "Xiao Chu is just feeling unwell, she’s not pregnant."
Words were not enough; the old man wouldn’t believe it. He said authoritatively, "Pregnant or not, we need a doctor’s examination to know. Either ride in the same car or follow my car."
The tone brooked no dissent.
The temperature inside the car grew colder and colder, with a full minute of silence.
Lu Huai’an’s dark eyes were turbulent like a stormy sea, "Grandpa."
Lin Chu wasn’t pregnant; he was more aware than anyone.
The old man’s sharp brows furrowed, seemingly displeased with his obvious defense, "All I want is an outcome, not to do anything — that girl is the daughter of the Lin Family, and also your wife; some things cannot be left ambiguous."
Apart from the five people present at the time of the incident, no one else would ever know.
But he was clear.
No one intended to back down, and after ten minutes of stalemate, Lu Huai’an pushed open the car door.
...
He got out of the car and came back, his aura completely different. Lin Chu put her phone back into her bag and asked, "What took so long?"
Before starting the car, Lu Huai’an lit a cigarette. After just one puff, he remembered that it was the dead of winter, and with the window open, she would be cold, so he extinguished the cigarette.
"Xiao Chu, we’re going to the hospital."
Lin Chu was a bit puzzled, "Weren’t we going to the Lin Family? Why the hospital?"
Lu Huai’an’s resolute jaw tightened into a straight line, and his hand gripping the steering wheel had knuckles that faintly turned white, "Grandpa thinks you’re pregnant."
"I’m not."
"I know you’re not, but he doesn’t."
Lin Chu held her forehead, letting out a speechless laugh, "So, Grandpa wants to find out whose child I’m supposedly ’having,’ by making me go to the hospital for a checkup?"
Lu Mingchuan was sent off to the most remote branch, forbidden from returning to An City for two years, and all his financial resources were cut off. At the same time, he lost the qualification to compete with Lu Huai’an.
Originally, Lin Chu thought that was the final outcome.
Never expected there’d still be such an issue.
She seemed unconcerned and nodded in agreement, "Alright then, let’s go to the hospital where Grandpa Ji is staying, and while we’re at it, I can visit our Wanwan who’s currently suffering."
It’s just a blood test; it won’t take long.
Lu Huai’an listened to the girl’s slightly nasal voice, yet a faint sense of helpless frustration welled up within his chest.
"I promise you, just this one time, and there won’t be similar troubles in the future."
Lin Chu nodded casually, "Mm, got it."
The more indifferent and compliant she appeared, the darker the shadows in Lu Huai’an’s eyes became.
————
A blood test would quickly reveal whether she was pregnant or not.
But Lin Chu was led by the doctor to undergo a series of examinations, seemingly mindful of Chairman Lu’s status, so every detail was handled with extra care.
Lin Chu mechanically finished the tests and walked out, bumping into the man’s embrace.
She didn’t look up, her voice carrying a hint of weariness, "You stay with Grandpa and wait for the results; I’m going to the inpatient ward to see Wanwan."
Someone whose physiological period had just ended a few days ago couldn’t possibly be pregnant.
The girl’s hands were somewhat cold, and Lu Huai’an’s rough big hands could completely wrap around them, kissing her forehead, "I’ll take you there."
During the Spring Festival, only the emergency department had doctors on duty, and the doctor who examined Lin Chu was called in by a phone call from the dining table.
The nurses on duty rested in the lounge during their downtime, making the corridors quiet and deserted.
The shadows of the two embracing were cast on the floor by the bright light, looking very intimate at first glance.
Lin Chu shook her head, "It’s just a few steps, and besides, Wanwan doesn’t really like you. Her situation and mood are both terrible, it’s New Year’s for goodness’ sake, let’s not trouble her any further."
The two people she felt closest to, one was in prison, and the other lay comatose in a hospital bed.
How could she be well?
Lu Huai’an’s grip on her hand did not loosen, though it was unusually gentle, yet still filled with a domineering force.
