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

---- Chapter 134: The Cold Shoulder The maid handled the elderly lady with calm precision, carefully lifting her onto the pillow and tucking the blankets around her. The lady's complexion looked perfectly normal, as if she had fallen asleep naturally. Clara raised her eyebrows, turning to Xander. "She's asleep already?" Xander nodded. "Yes. This has been happening for years. She could be talking, reading, or eating, and suddenly, she just falls asleep. It's happening more often now.

Sometimes three or four times a day." Clara asked, "Does she sleep long stretches?" "Sometimes an hour, sometimes two or three. It's unpredictable," Xander explained. "Every doctor has looked at her. No one knows why." Clara stepped closer. "Should I take a look?" The maid moved aside, and Clara sat on the stool beside the bed, observing her carefully and reviewing the test reports. ---- The elderly lady's breathing was calm, her cheeks rosy, with no signs of illness. Apart from the normal aging process, Clara didn't notice anything wrong.

Xander then handed her the prescription the great-aunt was currently taking. Clara examined it and saw it was just a basic tonic, nothing serious. Xander asked, "Notice anything unusual?" Clara shook her head. "No. I'd like to wait until she wakes up and have a little chat with her." "Sure," Xander said. "We can wait outside. It won't be quick." They settled in the garden, enjoying the warm sunlight while the maid brought out tea and snacks. Xander glanced at her with curiosity. "I never would have guessed you were a doctor the first time we met." Clara gave a small smile.

"Curiosity, I suppose. Medicine fascinates me. Meeting Lucian was pure chance." She looked at him. "Also, not many men go into pediatrics. Our department hardly has male doctors." Xander chuckled. "I like it. I've always liked working with kids." ---- Clara nodded. "They are adorable. Then you should settle down soon and have one." Xander's eyes glimmered with meaning. "I haven't met the right girl yet. By the way, how long have you and your boyfriend been together?" "Boyfriend?" Clara blinked. "That's my husband.

We've been married almost a year." "Married?" Xander jumped up so quickly he almost knocked over his chair. "How old are you? I thought you're single!" Clara didn't hide it. "Oh, that was from when I joined the hospital. I never updated it, but all my coworkers know." Xander froze, a pang of disappointment hitting him. His chance at romance had vanished before it even began. "Xander, are you here to see grandma too?" A cheerful voice called. Clara turned and recognized the familiar face. Dana West?! Dana saw her and scowled. "What are you doing here?

You're not welcome!" "Dana, watch your tone," Xander scolded. "She's the ---- doctor I brought for my great-aunt." Dana sneered. "But she's a pediatrician. Not just anyone can examine grandma!" Clara ignored her, keeping her head down and calmly sipping tea. Lucian had always warned her that house calls came with all kinds of unusual patients. She only listened to the person who invited her. No one else mattered. Xander said firmly, "Stop it. She's Lucian's student." The West family had dealt with famous doctors before, so Dana knew of Lucian's reputation.

Yet she seemed to dislike Clara instinctively. "I don't care. I don't want to see her here!" "Dana!" Donald's stern voice rang from the doorway. "A guest is a guest! Where is your courtesy?" Clara stood slowly. "Mr. West, I didn't expect to see you here." "Mrs. Devereaux, what a coincidence! Good to see you again." Donald's words sounded polite, but his face was rigid. Clara thought, Are both father and daughter really this petty? Holding a grudge over something at the racetrack all this time? ---- Donald asked, "Mrs.

Devereaux, why are you here?" Xander quickly explained, "My mother asked me to invite Lucian to see my great-aunt. Since he no longer does house calls, I brought his student instead." Donald nodded. "Thank you, Mrs. Devereaux. My mother has her old ailments. That's enough for today. Thanks for coming. How much is the consultation fee? We'll pay." Clara raised an eyebrow. Were they really showing this much dislike? Still, medical care depended on fate. If they didn't want her help, she didn't need to insist. It was a shame, though. She had thought the elderly lady looked kind and approachable.

"Sir, the lady is awake and wants to see the doctor," the maid reported. Donald replied, "I'll go upstairs. Xander, you can transfer the consultation fee to Mrs. Devereaux." He stood and added to Clara, "Mrs. Devereaux, you may go now." Was that a cold shoulder? Now Dana looked pleased with herself. Clara didn't let it bother her. She stood, collected the same consultation fee Lucian would have gotten, and ---- walked out to find Andy. Back at Riverbend Villas, Aaron was tossing clothes into a suitcase. Seeing Clara, he casually asked, "How did it go?" "Not smoothly.

The patient turned out to be Donald West's mother. I barely examined her and came back." Clara helped him straighten up. "Are you leaving for a trip?" "Yes, something urgent. Heading to Silverton." "What's going on?" Clara asked, worried. He hadn't traveled in a long time. "A minor issue with a resort project. Nothing serious," Aaron said. Then he added, "Matt's coming with me. If anything comes up, have Andy handle it. Also, Alvin will start driving you on Monday." Clara shook her head. "No need. It's close. I can manage!" "Safety first," Aaron insisted. She could only nod.

Past incidents had left her wary. Aaron finished packing and prepared to head downstairs. Clara was surprised. "Leaving for the airport now? So soon?" ---- Aaron hugged her briefly, reluctant to leave if it weren't necessary. "Yes, Matt's downstairs waiting. I'll message you when we arrive." Clara watched his hurried back, feeling a strange unease in her chest. Once Aaron was in the car, he asked, "Has Olivia reached the airport?" Matt replied, "She said five minutes ago that she's on her way." Aaron pressed his fingers to his temple, taking a deep breath.

Things were more complicated than he had imagined. Tristan had been missing for twelve hours.