Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 1793

Pierre did not expect Percy to have found out about everything.

Moreover, Percy had already completed the investigation a while back and had been hiding it from everyone. He only opted to uncover all that he knew at the perfect timing. It seemed that they had been keeping a close eye on his whereabouts for some time now...

"Enough with the hogwash. Today is about you wanting to be with Nina. Don't get me involved in this mess." Pierre refused to talk about it.

Madam Mallory said, "Yeah, be careful with what you’re saying. Even if Pierre is ambitious, he won't put the Mallory family in such a situation."

"If this information is released to the public, how many people do you think will come to pick on the Mallory family?" Percy asked in a low voice.

Madam Mallory shut up.

She had not seen the evidence, so she did not know how serious things were. Nevertheless, she had a rough idea based on Old Master Mallory's expression. Hence, she did not dare to answer Percy's question.

"Ah..." Pierre cried out in pain when he saw that the situation was not in his favor.

Madam Mallory dashed to his side and looked at him anxiously. "Pierre, is it hurting again?"

"Call the doctor..." Pierre was in too much pain to even gasp for air. It would only hurt even more.

Madam Mallory immediately pressed the call bell.

Nina turned around and looked at Pierre. His face had turned blue and white due to the pain. He, who had always been arrogant and self-obsessed with how he looked, was now a poor man tortured by illness.

Her heart remained unmoved seeing Pierre's tragic state.

She did not have any mercy for him, nor did she rejoice at Pierre’s misfortune.

Her gaze was calm as if the person in front of her was a random stranger.

Pierre was in pain and looked at Nina, trying to find some indicator that she cared about him. However, he found nothing.

It was as though she was looking at a stranger.

Pierre was frustrated that his pain did not cause any fluctuations in emotions for her. He was nothing but someone she hated with all her heart.

‘How can she look at me like I’m a stranger?! I care so much about her…’

Pierre was unable to accept this.

The doctor came in, heard Pierre's wailing, frowned, and asked, "Why? Is it hurting again?"

"Yeah, Doctor. What kind of painkiller did you prescribe him? Why did the effects stop only after a while?" Madam Mallory looked at her son worriedly. She thought he was pretending to be in pain to avoid Old Master Mallory's questioning. However, when she saw his forehead break out in a cold sweat, she knew that he was not acting and he was really in pain.

"It shouldn’t be. The effects of this drug usually last six hours. It wouldn’t lose its effectiveness in such a short time..." The doctor walked over to check on Pierre. Except for his terrible complexion and the cold sweat on his forehead that could not be faked, it seemed that everything was normal.

He looked at the nurse beside him and said, "When was the last time he took the painkillers?”

The nurse glanced at the chart and replied helplessly, "An hour and a half ago."

"It's only been an hour and a half?" The doctor’s frown grew deeper. "No, he can't take another round of painkillers now. If he goes on like this, he’ll be addicted to them."

Pierre slammed his hand on the bed when he heard that the doctor did not intend to give him more painkillers. "Give me the medicine or I'll have someone bulldoze your hospital!"

The doctor shook his head helplessly. He wanted to explain to Pierre why taking so many painkillers was a bad idea and the side effects it could bring to his body.