Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 599 - 598: This is Pre-pregnancy...
Nia Mitchell turned her face away, remaining silent, and then prepared to leave.
Maxwell Peary caught her with a smile and gently touched her head.
"You know I couldn’t possibly forget such an important matter."
He was just hesitant, still unsure about what to do next. This matter was too important; it made even a decisive man like him hesitate.
"Let’s go."
He stood up and straightened his white shirt.
"Okay."
Nia Mitchell nodded and then walked downstairs with Maxwell Peary.
Butler Frederick Goldsmith greeted them with a beaming smile. This is wonderful, just wonderful! I believe we’ll have a little young master soon.
Thinking of this, he was so happy he wanted to burst into a joyful dance.
"Master, please be careful."
After seeing them off, Butler Goldsmith immediately went back and dialed Silvia Waterborne’s number.
"What happened?"
Butler Goldsmith rarely called her, but when he did, it was always significant.
"The Young Master took the Young Madam to the hospital for a preconception check-up."
What an exciting piece of news!
Silvia Waterborne was also stirred up, stunned for a couple of seconds in disbelief before she finally reacted.
"Preconception check-up?"
Preconception! Preconception, indeed. Is she about to become a grandmother?
"Yes."
「...」
Meanwhile, Nia Mitchell, sitting in the car, was unaware of Butler Goldsmith’s excitement. She looked at the CEO, slightly puzzled.
"Uncle Peary, don’t you think Butler Goldsmith was a bit strange today?"
Well, she didn’t just think he was a bit strange, but extremely strange. This was too odd.
"Was he?"
Maxwell Peary was also in a great mood. He drove, glancing at little Rabina Mitchell, who sat beside him frowning in deep thought. His spirits were utterly delighted. And it wasn’t just Butler Goldsmith who was in a good mood.
"Yeah, he was really weird. And, and, you didn’t even see, today..."
Little Rabina Mitchell rambled on rapidly, and then looked at the CEO once she finished.
"Just let him be. Perhaps he was just in a good mood today." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Still harboring her doubts, Nia Mitchell and Maxwell Peary arrived at the hospital.
Maxwell Peary had already arranged everything. The hospital director personally greeted them and arranged for the best professionals to conduct their check-up.
"Do we need blood tests?"
Looking at the medical equipment in front of her, Nia Mitchell was completely unsettled.
"Yes."
Maxwell Peary did not look at her, so he wouldn’t soften. After their blood was drawn, they waited for the results.
Shortly after, the reports were out. Nia Mitchell was so anxious that she grabbed Maxwell Peary’s arm, ready to hear the results.
"Are you very nervous?"
Maxwell Peary turned his head to look at Nia Mitchell beside him, curious about her emotions.
"Of course."
She pouted. She was more nervous than when she received exam papers at school—of course she was.
"Young Master Peary, Mrs. Peary."
The Chief, looking a little flustered, walked over with the reports, appearing even more nervous than Nia Mitchell.
Seeing that even the Chief was nervous, if Nia Mitchell could still sit there calmly, she wouldn’t be Nia Mitchell.
"Straight to the point."
Seeing this, Maxwell Peary shot a sharp look at the Chief.
"Um, no issues. Both your reports are excellent; there’s nothing inappropriate. Mrs. Peary just needs a little more calcium intake, and you could start taking some folic acid."
The Chief spoke and handed them the reports.
Seeing this, Nia Mitchell finally smiled.
That’s great!
With that thought in mind, she picked up the report on the table and started studying it.
"I’m very healthy. Uncle, how are you so healthy as well?"
PFFT—
Maxwell Peary nearly coughed up blood. Is this damned little Rabina Mitchell cursing me? What does she mean by that? What does ’how are you so healthy as well’ mean? Am I supposed to have problems?
