Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- Chapter 89: Crisis at Wilson Enterprise Reunions were always sweet-Sierra and Scarlett had stayed in Clara's room until well after dinner before finally calling it a night. If it hadn't been for the dull ache of her wounds, Clara might've completely forgotten she was still in a hospital. Finally, peace and quiet. Just her and Aaron now. Aaron let out a disgruntled sigh and said, "Tomorrow, tell everyone not to come. You won't be able to rest at this rate." Clara nodded. "Yeah, don't let anyone else in tomorrow.

When can I go home?" Aaron replied, "Let's observe for three days and then reassess." Even though she had everything she needed here, Clara still longed to go home. Aaron gently coaxed her, "Be good. Don't rush it. You've got a CT scan tomorrow to check how the internal bleeding's dispersing. Follow the doctor's orders-we'll talk in three days. If you need anything, ---- just say the word and I'll get it." Clara said, "No need to trouble yourself. It's just a few days." The hospital room looked more like a double-occupancy hotel suite, with two beds.

After washing up, Aaron took it upon himself to lie down on the other bed meant for overnight caregivers. Clara found it a little strange, but didn't say anything. She really was tired-her body felt drained-and she quickly drifted off to sleep. The next day, visitors kept pouring in, mostly coworkers from the hospital. Even if Steven hadn't said anything, word had already spread like wildfire. Since their hospital was part of a medical group with centralized management, cross-department collaborations and academic exchanges were common.

By yesterday, the entire incident had already been discussed in detail in the work group chat-multiple times. Mia, Clara's best work buddy, naturally arrived first, accompanied by two other female doctors from pediatrics. ---- When they walked in, Clara was sipping some soup Aunt Paige had brought over. Mia rushed over and pulled her into a big hug. "God, who would've thought you'd come in for a routine surgery and end up in a mess like this?" The other two colleagues were still shaken.

The hospital was basically their second home, and the most danger they usually encountered was from angry family members throwing tantrums. Full-blown knife attacks? That was unheard of. After asking Clara all about her injuries in detail, they finally started to take in the room. Mia looked around and teased, "Clara, did you move your whole apartment in here?" Clara chuckled awkwardly. Okay... it was a bit much.

She was a doctor herself, and if she'd seen a patient like this, she definitely would've muttered, "So dramatic..." One of the other female doctors asked, "Your husband did all this, didn't he? He just wants to make sure you're comfortable. So sweet!" Mia let out a contented burp. "Whew! I'm stuffed! Came here to visit the sick and ended up being hit with a faceful of PDA!" ---- Clara joked, "Oh? Sounds like someone's in the mood for romance?" Mia groaned, "But Steven won't give me the time of day!" Clara offered, "Then maybe you should drop some hints?" Mia whined, "How am I not hinting?

I've liked every single post he's made. Isn't that obvious enough?" The other two immediately jumped in with advice, and soon the VIP hospital room was filled with laughter and chatter. Meanwhile, across town, Wyatt Wilson was having a miserable day. That morning, a customer had taken one bite out of one of their products-a marinated chicken leg-and ended up vomiting nonstop. After being rushed to the hospital, doctors diagnosed it as food poisoning. Tests showed the chicken leg contained dangerously high levels of nitrites, which had caused botulism.

Normally, this would've been easy to resolve. Throw some money at it, settle out of court-done. But fate had other plans. The victim just happened to be a beauty influencer with nearly 200,000 followers. And instead of calling the cops or reaching out for a