Chapter : 797
“Meg, are you actively in labor?” Shelly asked, raising her brows.
Meg swallowed and then nodded.
“Yes.”
“Why aren’t you in a room already? Preparing for birth?” Shelly asked, quickly standing of her feet.
“They told me to wait. There are not enough doctors right now,” she said, shaking her head.
Sehlly pressed her lips together.
“Come on,” Shelly said, helping Meg to her feet. “Let’s get you treated.”
Before Meg could protest, Shelly dragged her to the nurses‘ station.
“Excuse me, this young woman is in labor and needs to be brought to a room right away,” she told one of the nurses.
The nurse turned to look at Meg, her eyes narrowing before her gaze shifted back to Shelly.
“I already told her she needs to wait,” the nurse said. “All of our doctors are currently tending to the Blackwells. They, too, are having a baby, and they take priority.‘
The Blackwells?! What were they doing in this hospital? They were such a wealthy family that they could afford the best medical team in the world and chose the low–class hospital in neutral territory.
“There has to be at least one doctor who can help this girl… look at her… she’s about to give birth in the waiting room,” Shelly said, folding her arms across her chest.
“I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do,” the nurse said almost coldly, making Meg flinch.
“What’s going on?” Richard asked as he approached his wife.
Shelly let out a breath of relief. If anyone could help, it would be Richard. He had a way with words, not to mention the status of a
Delta.
Shelly explained the situation to Richard and his expression darkened with annoyance, not at Shelly or at Meg, but with the nurse and the hospital in general. After making some threats and promises, the nurse finally relented and assigned a room, along with a doctor, for Meg.
Shelly and Richard went with Meg to the room to ensure she was being treated.
“You’re lucky you got a room when you did,” Dr. Joel Pierce said as he examined Meg. “Any longer, you’d have given birth in the waiting room.”
“That’s what I said,” Shelly said, folding her arms. “They refused to see her until my husband intervened.”
Dr. Pierce nodded.
“The Blackwells are here, giving birth to their heiress. All hands on deck, even though it’s unnecessary,” he said, shaking his head. “I swear, once my daughter becomes a doctor, I’ll ensure she treats everybody fairly, and something like this never happens. The future generation is where it’s at.”
“Your daughter will become a doctor as well?” Shelly asked, making conversation.
He nodded.
“At least that’s what she wanted. Honestly, she’s brilliant for her young age… it would be a shame if she became anything else.
Elizabeth will make a fine doctor, and she will treat everyone equally. At least that’s what I’m trying to bestow in her.”
Shelly immediately liked this doctor and trusted him with Meg.
After the doctor left the room, Shelly and Richard decided it was probably time to leave.
“Can you stay?” Meg asked quickly. “I mean… if you don’t have anything else to do. I really don’t want to be alone.”
They agreed to it and sat with Meg, making mindless conversation to keep her mind off the fact that she was about to give birth to a baby she wasn’t ready for.
“Do you have any names in mine?” Shelly eventually asked, curiosity piquing her interest.
Meg blushed, and a small smile, the first real smile she had given all day, graced her lips.
“Judy,” Meg finally said with a soft sigh. “I want to name my baby Judy.“.
Sara is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.