Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 73 - 72: Should he tell Hunter about Faye Townsend’s pregnancy?

Chapter 73: Chapter 72: Should he tell Hunter about Faye Townsend’s pregnancy?

Faye Townsend pursed her lips and gave him a smile before closing her eyes: "I’ll do as you say, I’m going to rest with my eyes closed now. You can stay or go as you wish."

Oliver Turner laughed, and evaded again.

But this time he wouldn’t hold it against her, she indeed needed rest right now.

Faye Townsend quickly fell asleep.

If it wasn’t for Oliver Turner’s cellphone suddenly ringing, she might have slept well for a while.

However, even after the cellphone rang, Faye Townsend did not open her eyes.

Oliver Turner hurriedly took the phone and left the ward to answer the call.

His tone wasn’t friendly: "What is it."

"Uncle Oliver, how is Faye Townsend doing? She’s alright, isn’t she? And her baby... is it alright?"

"You’re caring too much, just go home and reflect on your actions.

Don’t call me when I don’t call you."

Just as Oliver Turner was about to hang up, he heard Clara sobbing: "I’m sorry, I didn’t know she was pregnant.

If I had known, I would rather hurt myself severely than let her take the fall."

Hearing her crying, Oliver Turner sighed: "Alright, stop crying, just go home for now, she’s fine."

After hanging up, he went back into the ward.

He found Faye Townsend had changed her position, now with her back to him.

He approached and saw that Faye Townsend was still sleeping and had not awakened.

She slept like this until evening came.

A nurse came to deliver dinner, and Faye Townsend said with a smile that she woke up because of the smell.

But Oliver Turner guessed that she had probably woken up earlier.

She was simply pretending to be asleep because she didn’t want to chat with him.

At night, Faye Townsend insisted on not having him stay overnight.

Unable to be stubborn with her, he had no choice but to leave.

The medical conditions here were very good, he was not worried that she would be without someone to take care of her.

After Oliver Turner left, Faye Townsend lay in bed gently touching her belly.

Her eyes and brows lifted with a smile: "Thank you for not leaving mommy.

This time it was mommy’s fault, I promise I will protect you from now on.

Don’t worry, such a thing will never happen again."

In the early morning, Roman Hughes, who was on duty, flipped through the handover chart.

When he saw Faye Townsend’s name, he furrowed his brows and asked yesterday’s duty doctor: "Is this the patient who came in yesterday? Why isn’t there any case record?"

The duty doctor glanced at it and said: "Right, yesterday’s patient, she’s from OB/GYN, they borrowed a bed here, her case record is over at OB/GYN."

"Who was on VVIP duty in OB/GYN yesterday?"

"Director Park from OB/GYN."

Roman Hughes quickly closed the folder: "Director Qi, cover for me for a bit, I’ll be right back."

"Hey, you kid, I still have stuff to do."

"Just ten minutes." Roman Hughes was already on his way out as he spoke.

He knocked and entered Director Park’s office, who looked up at him: "Dr. Hughes, it’s you.

Director Park, I have a question. What’s the situation with Faye Townsend, who was admitted to bed 6 yesterday? Can I see her case record?"

In their hospital’s VVIP floor, every department has set up a few special wards.

Bed 6 was originally a bed from the Bone Department, but because OB/GYN had no beds available yesterday,

they borrowed one from the Bone Department.

As a result, the information for the patient in bed 6 would appear on the Bone Department’s handover sheet,

but the case record would be kept at OB/GYN.

Director Park shook his head: "That patient, no, the person who brought her in instructed that her case must remain confidential; it cannot be leaked."

"I am a doctor here."

"That won’t do either, you are not an OB/GYN doctor.

Come on Dr. Hughes, I’m about to get off work and you should head back too."

"This is my very best friend, Director Park, please help me out. Did she suffer from some severe illness?"

Director Park was very firm with her refusal: "Don’t ask anymore, you wouldn’t want me to get fired for breaking the rules, right?

The person who brought her in is someone I cannot afford to offend."

"Jeez, Director Park, you really don’t stick by your friends."

Director Park laughed casually, picked up her bag, and walked out, pushing Roman Hughes out with her.

After Director Park left, Roman Hughes stood at the door of the doctor’s duty room with his arms folded.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly went back to the doctor’s office.

When he reappeared, he headed straight for the nurse station.

Seeing him approach, several nurses were over the moon with joy.

Roman Hughes, after all, was the poster boy for People’s Hospital.

Just his smile alone had therapeutic quality at a hundred percent.

"Good morning to all you beauties."

"Good morning Dr. Hughes," several young nurses smiled adorably.

He leaned one hand on the counter in front of the nurse station and took out a few chocolates from his pocket and placed them on the table with his other hand.

"Here, have some chocolates. These are from my buddy who brought them back from abroad.

Poor me, a single man with no girlfriend to give them to.

You all enjoy."

"Wow..." The nurses enthusiastically grabbed one each: "Thank you, Dr. Hughes."

"Why be polite, we’re all colleagues from the same hospital.

I saw Director Park sorting files in her office when I went to deliver candy.

The patient borrowed from our department by your department yesterday was quite critical, wasn’t she?

Director Park didn’t seem to be in a good mood."

The nurse closest to him waved from inside the nurse station: "No, not really, she just had a bit of a threatened miscarriage.

The person who brought her in must be quite influential.

Director Park is probably just worried about that VIP.

She acts extra cautious around such patients’ relatives every time."

"Yeah," another nurse chimed in from the side: "But that patient is also quite lucky.

If she’d arrived a bit later, the child might not have been saved."

"The early stage of pregnancy is the most prone to accidents."

Roman Hughes became unsettled; this was staggering news indeed.

What’s going on, Faye Townsend is pregnant?

He hadn’t misheard, had he?

"Doctor Hughes, what’s wrong with you?"

The young nurse saw him freeze and had to call him twice before he came back to his senses.

"How early into the pregnancy?"

"We don’t know that, Director Park doesn’t let us see the case files.

We just take care of the patients according to the doctor’s orders."

"Right, that’s the rule of our hospital. Anyway, I won’t gossip with you anymore.

I need to check on our department’s major sponsors. Carry on with your work."

Roman Hughes waved his hand to the nurses and left.

The nurses all waved back excitedly, each looking utterly fan-struck.

After returning to the doctor’s office, Roman Hughes had Director Qi finish for the day.

He sat at his desk, somewhat dazed.

He needed to calm down and figure out what was going on.

Faye Townsend was in the early stages of pregnancy and showing signs of a threatened miscarriage, and the major sponsor Director Park who brought her in was not someone to offend?

Could it be... Oliver Turner?

Whose child is Faye Townsend pregnant with? It couldn’t really be Oliver Turner’s, could it?

Impossible. Faye Townsend loves Hunter Warren so much, how could she possibly be pregnant with Oliver Turner’s child?

This goes against all normal logic.

Even though rumors are flying around everywhere that Faye Townsend has become Oliver Turner’s woman.

But he’s never believed them.

Because Faye Townsend once said something that he remembers very clearly.

That year, Faye Townsend was still in college.

One day, a bunch of them arranged to play basketball together.

Faye Townsend came as a cheerleader, tagging along with Henry Sullivan.

Officially, she came to hang out with Henry, but they all knew very well that she was there for Hunter.

And that day, Hunter wasn’t in a good mood to begin with.

But upon seeing Faye, the grim aura around him dissipated significantly.

During the halftime break, she handed out water to everyone.

He was sitting right next to Faye.

He quietly asked, "You don’t even like basketball, why do you follow us every time we play?"

She said with sheer happiness, "Don’t you know? You guys are playing basketball, but I am watching love."

He teased her for being shameless.

She said, "What’s wrong with being shameless? My dream is to shamelessly be by Hunter’s side for the rest of my life."

He joked with her, "Gosh, you’re that determined. What if he doesn’t want you? Would you consider me?

I think I’m much better than him."

Faye said, "Even if all the good men in the world were piled in front of me, I wouldn’t want them.

I only want him. Sleeping with just this one man for my entire life is enough."

"You talk the talk, but putting that into practice is another story."

"Don’t believe me? Just wait and see. I, Faye Townsend, am not lacking in determination. I want only this one man in my life."

Faye Townsend has always been a straightforward woman; what she says she often follows through.

Therefore, even if the rumors were unpleasant, he never believed them.

But now, he truly started to have his doubts.

He was curious, whose child was it after all? Oliver’s? Hunter’s?

No, that’s not what he should be thinking about right now.

The real issue is whether he should tell Hunter about this or not.

Ah, what a dilemma.

When Hunter Warren’s phone rang, he was in the middle of a meeting.

Seeing it was Roman Hughes calling, he directly hung up, his grim gaze falling on the face of the head of the planning department.

"You call this a planning proposal worthy of reporting to me?

It seems, the three hundred thousand a month I pay you is too little."

"No... That’s not it, President."

"Then get your garbage together and redo it. If you don’t come up with a qualified proposal, you’re out.

I don’t feed idlers."

"Yes, President."

The head of the planning department hastily stood up, took the materials, and left.

When it was the finance department’s turn to report, his phone rang again.

He frowned and answered the phone displeased, "You’d better give me a reason not to scold you."

"No matter what you’re doing right now, drop everything and come see me immediately.

I have very important news that I must tell you."

"If you have something to say, come see me yourself.

Otherwise, don’t bother me, I’m busy."

"Hunter, don’t hang up, you’ll regret it," spoke Roman Hughes to a nearly disconnecting Hunter.

Hunter Warren’s voice was stern, "What is it? Say it on the phone."

"It’s not clear on the phone, you must come and see yourself."

"I don’t have time."

"Faye Townsend is in the hospital."

Roman Hughes’s voice paused, and Hunter’s brows knitted tightly.

"I really can’t explain over the phone, you’ll have to come yourself.

I’m on duty today, I’ll be waiting for you on the 26th floor."

After finishing, Roman Hughes hung up.

Hunter Warren stood up abruptly, and his face took on a sinister look as he regarded the others, "That’s it for today’s meeting."