My Boss's Hidden Heir (Elara and Marcus) novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211-

Chapter 211

Marcus’s POV

The drive to the hospital took eleven minutes and every single one of them felt like Marcus was watching the world through someone else’s eyes.

Elara was curled forward in the passenger seat with both arms wrapped around her stomach, breathing in short sharp bursts through her nose, and every time she tried to say she was fine the words came out so strained that Marcus didn’t even bother responding to them anymore.

“Tell me where it hurts exactly,” he said, taking the turn onto the hospital approach faster that he probably should have.

“Lower stomach, and it keeps coming in waves, like it eases off for a few seconds and then it just slams back in even worse than before.”

“Okay. We’re almost there, just hold on a little longer.”

The ER doors slid open the moment the car stopped and a nurse who must have been watching through the glass came straight out with a wheelchair, taking one look at Elara’s face before she’d even finished helping her out of the car.

“When did the pain start, Mrs. Thorne?”

“About forty minutes ago, right after dinner. It was fine and then suddenly it really wasn’t.”

“Any chance you could be pregnant?”

“I really don’t think so,” Elara said, glancing quickly at Marcus with color rising in her cheeks despite everything else happening to her body.

The nurse nodded and wheeled her through a set of double doors that said staff only, and Marcus was left standing in the middle of the emergency room with absolutely nothing to do with his hands.

He called Mimi because Mimi always picked up immediately no matter what.

“Elara’s having really bad stomach pains, it came on suddenly during dinner and they’ve taken her in to be examined,” he said before she could even say hello properly.

“Oh my god, okay, we’re coming over right now, which hospital is it again”

“NewYork-Presbyterian, the one close to the boutique.”

“We’ll be there in twenty minutes, Marcus. She’s going to be okay.”

“I know,” he said, though he didn’t feel like he knew anything at all.

He called Elara’s mother next because it felt wrong not to, and the warmth in her voice from earlier that evening disappeared the second she heard the word hospital.

“I’m coming over there too,” she said immediately, in a tone that made it very clear there was no point arguing about it

By the time Mimi and Dante arrived, Marcus had been sitting in the same uncomfortable plastic chair for almost forty. minutes without a single update from anyone.

“What exactly happened?” Mimi asked, sitting down beside him.

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he was completely fine all through dinner, completely happy, and then about an hour after everyone left she just doubled over and cand something was wrong. Her face went this grey color I’ve never seen on her before

Bara’s mother arrived pot for after still wearing the purple dres from earlier with her coat thrown hastily over it, and the first thing she did was take besh of Marcus’s hands in hers

“Has anyone come to talk to you yet?”

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“She Tl be fine.” her mother said, more like she was reminding herself than telling him. “She has always been the kind of child who could push through anything without complaining”

Marcus thought about everything Elara had pushed through over the past year. The pier, the boat frigging Catherine bark from the edge with her own bare hands while tied to a chair. If her body was finally giving out after carring all of that, mer wouldn’t be surprised, but he also wasn’t ready for it.

The waiting room had that particular silence that places like this always seemed to have, where everyone sat with thoughts pressed close and nobody wanted to be the one to say anything out loud. A television in the corner played something with the volume too low to actually hear, just colors moving across the screen for no one

“What if it’s something serious,” Marcus said eventually, more to the floor than to anyone in particular “What if everyo she’s been through this year has finally caught up with her and none of us noticed because she’s so good at pretending vise’s fine**

“Then we deal with it,” Elara’s mother said firmly, squeezing his hands. “Whatever it is, this family deals

She is not facing anything alone and neither are you.”

Marcus nodded because he didn’t trust his voice enough to answer properly.

They sat like that for what felt like a very long time, the kind of waiting where minutes stop meaning anything and you just exist in the space between one moment and the next. Mimi got him a coffee that he didn’t drink. Elara’s mother praed quietly under her breath, the words slipping easily between English and Yoruba.

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