The First Heir

Philip’s heart thumped when he heard the first half of the sentence.

“It was a threatened abortion. They’re both fine at the moment, but your wife is too weak and needs to be hospitalized for observation.”

The doctor said mildly, “The subsequent conditioning and antenatal treatment are very important. If something goes wrong, it’s easy to have a miscarriage. You’d better be prepared mentally.”

The doctor left as soon as he finished speaking.

Philip nodded vigorously in gratitude, then watched Wynn get pushed out of the operating room to be transported directly to the intensive care unit.

Theo had arranged for it personally.

In the ward, Martha sat on Wynn’s bedside in a considerate manner, holding Wynn’s delicate hand tightly. She said, “Wynnie, I’m here. Don’t be scared. The baby’s okay.”

Wynn’s eyes were red as she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Philip standing at the door and said weakly, “Phil, why don’t you come in?”

As soon as Philip wanted to enter, Martha jumped up in agitation. She went up to him and slapped him, cursing, “You still dare to come in? If not for you, Wynnie wouldn’t be suffering this much! Get lost! Go to hell!”

Martha had a headache when she saw Philip, and there was nowhere to vent her frustrations.

Philip also tolerated it without any retaliation.

Wynn felt distressed and tried to get up as she said, “Mom, that’s enough. Stop the fuss. Don’t blame Philip for this. He also has his own matters to deal with.”

However, Martha refused to listen. She pointed at Philip’s nose and cursed, “What business does a bum like him have? He only has a bit of money now, but his family still controls the property rights, so he’s still nothing but a wastrel! He’s a scoundrel who can’t even protect his wife and children. What kind of man is he?”

Martha’s words were terrible but not considered excessive.

Philip looked at Wynn on the hospital bed and forced out a smile. “Wynnie, have a good rest. I’ll go handle some things.”

and left

called out weakly from behind, “Phil, don’t take things

already walked out of the ward. Outside the

ready,” Theo respectfully said. He detected Philip’s dormant killing intent and

tonight would not

Philip said coldly before walking out of the hospital. He got in the car and went straight

conference hall of Shangri-La Hotel, dozens of invited entrepreneurs and celebrities were making

here?

lost! A dog of Theo Zander dares to keep me here? Are you

aren’t you

shove the dozens of black-suited

people

viciously, “Dad, what

he made plans in his

a bit

Philip Clarke

catch with Theo treating him

to do much,” Blake said lightly, his words acting as a calming

the one who pushed Wynn just now. That trash

course, Shirley was

all over the room made

snorted and said coldly, “Don’t worry, I’m not concerned about that useless Philip

still creating a din, a

was Philip with a

when he walked in was,

trembled at

shook