Alaric Faulkner was still arranging for the gynecology director to perform the surgery when Old Mistress Faulkner and Old Master Faulkner rushed to the hospital with herbal medicine to secure the fetus.
Jonathan Jennings and Mrs. Jennings also came along after they entered the ward.
Instantly, the small ward became cramped.
"Eleanor, we heard you’re pregnant? How could you not tell us?"
"Exactly, you’re too carefree."
"This is the herbal medicine made by the maid for you to secure the fetus, drink it while it’s hot, it won’t taste good once it gets cold."
Seeing suddenly appearing, a large group of people concerned about her, Eleanor Sterling was still in a dazed state. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI~Fire.net
Oh dear, what’s going on here?
Why do they all know she’s pregnant? She hadn’t planned on informing them yet, who carelessly let the cat out of the bag?
Old Mistress Faulkner grabbed Eleanor’s hand, looking tearfully, "Eleanor, don’t you want this child? This is our third great-grandchild.
Your grandfather and I have been hoping for a long time, always wanting Alaric to have another one, can you give birth? Your grandmother pleads with you."
Eleanor looked at Old Mistress Faulkner, a look of difficulty flashed on her face.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but she can’t!
Even if she doesn’t care about herself, she cannot gamble with the child’s life; she’d rather the child never came.
Old Mistress Faulkner continued, "You just focus on giving birth, we’ll take care of the child, you don’t need to worry about anything, we’ll cover all expenses."
Jonathan Jennings and Mrs. Jennings chimed in from behind: "Yes, we’ll help too."
Since Eleanor personally went to explain at the Jennings family, she had not seen Jonathan Jennings and Mrs. Jennings again, now they suddenly appeared full of concern.
Eleanor felt somewhat complicated.
On one hand, she was glad she hadn’t grown distant from the Jennings family, but on the other, she felt some sentiment; all four elders came to discuss the child’s matter, they all hope she’d give birth.
Seeing Eleanor didn’t agree immediately, Old Mistress Faulkner glanced at Old Master Faulkner, her face darkened.
She scolded, "Did you do something, old man, to make Eleanor unhappy? You must apologize to her right now!"
Hearing this, Old Master Faulkner’s face stiffened.
He stammered somewhat, "I was upset hearing the news suddenly and had some unpleasant discussions with Alaric.
But he kept insisting, I didn’t do anything, little Eleanor, don’t take your anger out on the child!"
Eleanor raised an eyebrow, Alaric said he had resolved the issue afterwards, she didn’t interfere more, she didn’t expect this twist.
Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner felt satisfied with their actions.
With so many people persuading, Eleanor shouldn’t have any reckless thoughts anymore, they wanted a little sister, boo hoo...
At this time, Alaric Faulkner walked in from outside.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa, Grandma, you’re here."
Seeing Alaric walk in, Old Mistress Faulkner quickly grabbed his hand and reproached, "How could you let Eleanor do such a reckless thing? It’s very damaging to the body!"
Old Master Faulkner also looked at Alaric with some resentment.
He had some concerns with Eleanor, but he was not unwelcoming of a great-grandchild.
"Grandma, don’t get too emotional yet."
Old Mistress Faulkner’s face was pale with anger, "How can I not be emotional, my precious great-grandchild is about to be gone."