Sunny clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white.
In the end, he could not hold back anymore; he punched Shawn hard.
... Corinne was already wheeled to the delivery room by the time Aaron and Xante arrived at the hospital.
Standing outside of the delivery room were Lucas, his bodyguards, and a pale Annie.
“Mister Lucas, what’s the boss’ condition right now?" asked Aaron seriously.
Lucas’ brow furrowed.
He might look calm on the surface, but his heart was actually thumping with panic in his chest.
“Her water broke, and the doctor has given her an epidural.The only thing we can do now is wait and see."
Xante fixed a worried gaze at the delivery room door.
“Where’s Mister Jeremy? Isn’t he back yet?"
Lucas frowned again at the mention of his useless brother-in-law.
He shook his head with disappointment and said, “He didn’t pick up his phone when we called him."
Xante furrowed her brow, and a look of anger flashed across her face.
‘What’s the point of Ads by Pubfuture marrying him if he can’t even be there when the boss needs him the most?’ Aaron’s eyes
filled with worry too when he heard that.
However, half of his attention was also on Annie, who was sitting and trembling in the hospital corridor chair.
At that point, they could only wait outside.
Aaron walked over and sat quietly beside her.
Annie became stunned when she sensed some movement next to her, so she turned her head and saw it was Aaron.
She instinctively hung her head low again as she did not want to see her crying out of worry for Corinne and out of panic for not
being able to contact Jeremy or Tommy.
‘My face must be swollen and ugly by now,’ she thought.
Aaron put her arms around her shoulders and said comfortingly, “Don’t worry.Everything’s going in the boss.Both she and the
baby will come out safely."
His tone was light, but it carried within it a curious ability to relax her.
Without looking up, Annie sniffled and said, “But what are we going to do about Uncle Jeremy? Corinne really needs him right
now.
It pains me to know how scared she must be alone in the delivery room.
Did you know she passed out from pain before we even got to the hospital? I can’t help but worry..."
Aaron frowned; he was not happy about the whole Jeremy situation either.
‘He should be here to comfort and give moral support to the boss at such a critical time!’ he thought.
Anyone would be angry if the husband failed to turn up when the wife was delivering their baby.
However, this was not Annie’s fault.
She did not want things to turn out like this either.
In fact, she would have dragged Jeremy here by hook or by crook if given the choice.
Aaron patted her shoulder.
Sighing, he said, “Maybe something happened to cause Mister Jeremy to be late in reaching here.
He might be on his way as we speak.
Don’t worry.
Corinne lived through situations worse than this.
We all did and we’re fine.
Instead of crying, why don’t you say a prayer for her?"
Annie finally looked up at his gentle face, his smile as soft as his gaze.
She gradually calmed down and nodded.
“You’re right.
I should stop crying.
It’s bad luck.
I’m going to say a prayer for Corinne and the baby.
What’s more, I need to conserve my energy so that I’ll be able to beat up Uncle Jeremy when he comes.
“How dare that useless man be late for his baby’s birth? Hmph! If I were Corinne, I’d ignore him for the rest of my life for only
arriving after the baby’s born.
Serves him right for dropping the ball again just when Corinne has finally forgiven him.”