Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1282

Why did Nathaniel take Asher to the hospital for a check-up?

Was he sick, or did something unexpected happen?

Nathaniel did not state the reason over the phone, leaving Sheena's heart in knots and unable to calm down.

Elliot wrapped his arm around her slender shoulders, trying to offer her some reassurance.

"Don't overthink it and scare yourself. Nathaniel said it's probably not anything too serious. Besides, I'm here."

Sheena gripped his hand tightly and nodded.

As soon as they exited the airport, they headed straight to Svelton General Hospital.

Outside the pediatric examination room, Nathaniel sat in the waiting area.

He stared at the floor, and no one could tell what he was thinking or feeling,

Sheena rushed over and asked, "What happened?"

"This morning, Asher vomited his milk. He had a poor appetite and seemed a bit under the weather. Auntie Freida thought he might have a slight fever, and she tried calling you but couldn't get through, so she called me instead. A few days ago, we had him checked by a pediatrician from the Jenkins family medical team, and they said everything was fine. But now, Asher suddenly falls ill. I thought it was best to take him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination."

Sheena asked, "Have the results come back yet?"

Nathaniel shook his head. "Not yet, but it'll probably be out soon."

Tension hung heavy in the corridor.

Elliot stared at the door of the pediatric examination room, his brow furrowed in suspicion.

"How did he suddenly fall ill? I remember Asher never ate as much as Adora, and he always seemed a bit weaker than her."

Nathaniel sighed. "Auntie Freida noticed Asher's poor appetite and increased sleepiness a while back, but because every baby is different, she didn't think much of it. Recently, Asher's condition has become more apparent, leading to this morning's sudden turn for the worse."

"It's all just speculation. Let's wait for the results," Sheena said.

Elliot stood with a rigid posture, clenching his palms tightly.

He had a sinking feeling that something was not right.