Olivia Sparks - Volume 1 Chapter 139 Utmost Tenderness

After another round of detour, the envoy finally arrived up in Notios Estate where a group of doctors and nurses stood in attention, waiting for their arrival.

It was almost two in the morning and everyone’s faces were painted with drowsiness until Maxen alighted the car. In an instant, the once heavy-eyed crowd straightened their backs, eyes twinkled as the country’s prince walked towards them, shaking their hands one by one and apologizing for calling them at such an ungodly hour.

“You can go ahead.” Maxen gestured towards the opened door, but the staff stood rooted in their spot as giant thought bubbles floated in their heads. Was it a protocol that the prince would always walk ahead of them?

The royal physician smiled, mimicking Maxen’s outstretched hand. “You go ahead first, Your Highness.”

However, instead of agreeing to him, Maxen insisted, bobbing his head whilst a smile curved his lips, “No, you go ahead first.”

“But your High-Highness Protocols have it that we”

Maxen interjected mid the royal physician’s speech, “I told you it’s fine. Let’s drop the protocols only for tonight, shall we?” He c.o.c.ked his head to the side, clamping his hand on the physician’s shoulder.

The truth was, if it was up to him, he didn’t really care, but Olivia told him she didn’t want them seeing him carry her out of the car and into the mansion.

However, just as the royal physician was to insist yet again, Olivia, ever impatient, alighted the car. But as soon as she took a step forward, her legs turned jelly and her knees buckled, sending her wobbling forward.

The medical staff didn’t know if they should rush and help her but to nobody’s surprise, it didn’t take a blink before Maxen reached her side, carrying her up bridal-style.

“Is everything alright, Ms. Lin?” the head physician asked, his brows furrowed in worry.

“It’s ok, I’m fine.” She stifled her laughter, biting her bottom lip. “Just had so much fun horse riding at midnight.”

“Oh,” he nodded, but his eyes were telling that he didn’t buy what she said, remembering what he saw months ago in her decoy apartment.

“Ehem,” Maxen cleared his throat and immediately, the medical staff bowed their heads, their eyes glued to the floor as they watched the passing shadows of Maxen and Olivia walk past them.

While Maxen carried Olivia inside the mansion, MIB1’s hastened steps grumbled in the driveway, his soles made crunchy sounds against the gravel.

“What happened? Why were we circling around for almost half an hour?” His tone was icy cold but to his chagrin, Shadow stood there calm and collected, her arms crossed over her chest, unflinching to his presence.

Just in time, Uncle Jin came back from his long overdue bathroom break, pumping a sanitizer in his hands. “We had to turn around and wait for our boss and His Highness to finish their conversation.”

Uncle Jin and Shadow snorted in unison. What conversation was he saying? If not for the luxury car’s high quality suspension system, one would think they were driving in the midst of an earthquake with how the car bounced as it drove around in circles.

Training his gaze at MIB1, Uncle Jin tipped his head towards Shadow. He wiggled his eyebrows like a perfect wingman, and added,”You should exchange numbers with Shadow ah, so next time it’s easier to communicate.”

MIB1’s stoneface remained still as a rock, but Uncle Jin knew better after spending months with the former. He noticed how MIB1’s ears twitched in excitement.

“Here, save yours first.” He handed Uncle Jin his phone.

“We should have done this a long time ago,” Uncle Jin tutted, shaking his head as he keyed in his number.

“Well, it’s not like we can easily share our numbers. You know Maxen, that’s why we never exchanged numbers with other staff,” MIB1 kept his reply short, but Uncle Jin and Shadow read between his linesMaxen’s philandering made his security detail calloused to a point that they never shared contacts with his past flings’ staff.

When Uncle Jin was done saving his number, he gave it back to MIB1, who then passed it to Shadow who sent him an eye roll, ignoring the phone he was offering.

Sneering in derision, Shadow raised a single brow on MIB1 and threw his words on his face, “I don’t easily share my number. You know my boss. Who knows tomorrow she might leave yours.”

When she was done talking, she pushed her weight off of the car, bidding Uncle Jin goodnight and completely ignoring the mumbling boulder beside him.

Meanwhile, Olivia’s mouth hung open upon seeing the transformation of the Audience Room overnight.

“Did we just step inside a magical door that transported us into a hospital?” she whispered in Maxen’s ear upon seeing an MRI machine inside. It earned her a chaste kiss on her cheek.

“So you won’t have another excuse to have your appointment ‘next time’.” He walked to the corner where a divider was set in place, concealing a hospital bed behind it. He then placed her on the hospital bed, holding her cold hands. He knew how she hated being surrounded with anything related to a hospital.

A nurse came forward, sliding the curtains open. She was holding a folded hospital gown for Olivia. “Ms. Lin, you can change into this gown first so we can start with your series of tests.”

Standing guard by the curtains, Maxen sent a message to a person he least expected to contact. It’s not that he couldn’t do things on his own, but a little back-up plan won’t hurt. And what also won’t hurt was the fact that he’s about to lose another possession of his which his old friend would definitely request in return for the favor he asked. Rubbing the skin atop of his eyebrow, dollar bills with wings fly out of his periphery at the thought of the things that he’d been giving away all because of his baby.

Suddenly, he was so deep in contemplation thinking over Konstantin, wondering if the guy would back off like he did years ago or be persistent until he gets what he wanted.

“Max,” Olivia’s pinky finger hooked to his, rousing him from his trance.

“How about you get your head checked first?” she grinned. It was an awkward one, and he knew she was stalling time. Yielding to her request, Maxen pulled her closer, hugging her in comfort.

“Okay. But that’s it. No more other requests after.”

Bobbing her head, Olivia stood on tippy toes, rewarding him for granting her excuse.

After doing an external physical examination on Maxenchecking his eyes, pulse, and the back of his headthe royal physician concluded that so far everything looked good. He then gave them an extensive list of side-effects that they need to watch out for the next day or two.

Clapping his hands, the royal physician then shifted in his seat, facing Olivia. “Are you ready, Ms Lin?” He was all smiles, but it quickly faltered when Olivia raised a brow on his way.

He had encountered a lot of heiresses in his life, all of them weren’t afraid of death, but was eager to hear bad news which they could share with their spouses just to look pitiful. And those who didn’t get to hear what they wanted, well, there’s nothing that their money couldn’t buy, including test results.

But looking at Olivia Lin, he could see fear dance in the hazel pool of her eyes, one that she tried to mask with artificial confidence.

“These tests won’t prick your skin, Ms. Lin. It is painless, and if you’re worried about cleanliness, I can guarantee you that these are brand new, and fresh out from the box machines that we borrowed from the procurement office this evening.”

Olivia squared her shoulders, glancing at Maxen, letting herself be hypnotized by his dreamy blue eyes. “It’s” She puffed air out. “It’s not the test that makes me uncomfortable. It’s the results.”

“Baby,” Maxen squeezed her hand. “You have me, remember?”

Seconds of silence filled the room, everyone held their breaths, waiting for her to be ready as her eyes closed for a brief second to gather her momentum.

“Okay,” she mouthed the words, standing up from her seat but stopped when she realized she never let go of Maxen’s finger, or he never let go of hers. Either way, she found comfort in knowing that they had each other. A sweet smile curved her lips as she swayed their arms that were linked with a pinky promise. “Let go of me.” She suppressed a smile.

But instead of letting her hand go, he stood up from his seat, hugging her from behind as they padded to the MRI machine.

“What are you doing! This is embarrassing,” Olivia giggled, giving away that her words were in contrast to what she felt. Although she didn’t like the level of PDA they were displaying at the moment, she won’t exchange that for the warmth of Maxen’s cocoon.

“Shh! Too loud. They’ll find out how much you wanted me touching you.”

Soon, the air of anxiety that fogged the room dissipated, filling it with Maxen’s laughter after Olivia bit his forearm.

The people around the room were almost in near tears. Never did they foresee seeing a different side of their prince and the way his face was painted with utmost tenderness to ita side of him they knew belonged to one person.