Rejected Heiress, Reigning Queen novel Chapter 273

When Emma arrived at the VIP recovery ward at Mercy Private Hospital, she found Carter surrounded by a gaggle of nurses, all chattering away enthusiastically.

Catching sight of the doorway from the corner of his eye, Carter's stern expression instantly softened.

"Emma."

The nurses quieted down as Emma walked in. "How are you feeling?"

"Mr. Harrington is very weak. He needs to stay here for proper care and recovery for a while," one nurse interjected quickly.

She then added, "It would be best if family members didn't disturb him."

"Is that so?"

Emma picked up the medical report from the bedside table and glanced at Carter in surprise.

He was actually sick?

"Mr. Harrington, it's time for your ECG."

Two nurses went to grab the equipment, while another moved to shoo Emma away. "Family members must wait outside."

"No companions allowed in the room?" Emma didn't budge an inch, simply eyeing the nurses up and down.

The nurse replied with a dismissive tone, "No. Please step out immediately."

Emma watched as one of the nurses reached out to tug at Carter's loungewear. Without missing a beat, she pulled out her phone and snapped two quick photos.

"We're leaving. Let's switch hospitals."

Emma stepped up to the bed, fixing Carter with a pointed glare.

Carter immediately sat up. "Alright, whatever you say, honey."

Panic rippled through the nurses. Mr. Harrington was one of the hospital's biggest VIPs. If he left, they would be held responsible.

"Mr. Harrington, your body still needs proper rest. Our hospital has the best equipment and services." After trying to persuade Carter, the nurse turned to Emma. "Ma'am, for the sake of his health, you can't be this unreasonable."

The nurse spoke with brazen confidence. Over the past two days, they had eavesdropped on conversations between Carter and his assistant, gathering that his wife wasn't favored by the Harrington family.

Emma raised an eyebrow, letting out a cold scoff. "Do you even know who I am? The best equipment? You actually have the nerve to say that to my face?"

She stood with her arms crossed, studying Carter intently. "Start talking, Mr. Harrington."

Carter stiffened defensively. "I didn't let them touch me. For the past two days, the ECGs were done by male nurses."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Emma glanced pointedly at the medical report.

Carter breathed a sigh of relief, though inwardly he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

His wife wasn't even jealous. How tragic.

"Emma."

Carter reached out and pulled Emma onto the bed. Remembering Nanny Winifred's advice about how Emma preferred a soft approach, he lowered his gaze, sounding utterly wronged.

"Living here these past two days has been exhausting. I've had to fend them off constantly just to keep them away from me."

Emma looked at him weirdly. Just as she was about to speak, Chase knocked on the door.

"Ms. Lockwood, the director of the recovery department is at the door."