Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 302

Chapter 302 Catelyn did, however, feel someone lifting her while she was still in a daze. She then felt someone cutting the sleeve off, and the wound on her arm burned in pain as the fabric grazed over it. "Mmph!" Catelyn moaned faintly in pain as she frowned subconsciously. Her pale face was scrunched in agony, and her pale lips pursed tightly. Cedrick, with Catelyn still in his arms, straightened his back when he heard her pained moan and shot the female doctor, who was cleaning her wound, a sharp glare. "Didn't you hear that? Can't you be more gentle?" he growled.

The doctor shuddered and almost spilled all of the iodine on Catelyn's wound.

The air in the room felt stifling and ominous.

The doctor knew that if Catelyn moaned again, Cedrick would throw her out of the window without a doubt. She thus squeezed out a smile as she said to Cedrick, "The wound had been left to bleed for a while, and the fabric was stuck on her wound, so we have to pull it off." Cedrick looked away as he saw no point in talking to the doctor.

He then looked at Catelyn again, and his gaze immediately softened. Even his cold, sunken expression had softened by a great deal.

"Hurts..." Catelyn drawled feebly. Her lips were dry and had started to crack Cedrick leaned over and placed his lips on hers as he sucked on it gently. "Just a little bit more," he uttered softly, "we're almost done."

Catelyn felt a source of water in her mouth and sucked on it instinctively until her lips were completely moist.

After the kiss, Cedrick felt the woman in his embrace had quieted down and was no longer struggling. Cedrick felt something knock on his chest as he looked down and found Catelyn passed out completely in his embrace. Her lashes had stopped shivering, too.

The afternoon sun was bright and lively, its rays shining past the glass window and into the room. Cedrick stayed by Catelyn's side the whole time when the doctor cleaned her wound and put her on a drip. The intravenous drip was not going fast at all, thus Catelyn did not feel pain from it. Her crumpled face slowly softened, and her pale lips slowly regained their pinkness.

However, Cedrick's cold and sunken expression remained the same. If anything, it had become even colder. The room was silent with only the rhythmic sounds of heartbeats and breathing heard. Soon after, Catelyn's report came out, which Cedrick had been waiting for. "What's her condition?" He looked at the doctor.

The doctor passed the report to him politely and said, "We found traces of laxatives in Miss Clark's system, and it was a heavy dosage that caused her to have continuous diarrhea and dehydration. Fortunately she had also taken some medicine to stop her diarrhea, or she might've been in danger." The doctor saw how dark Cedrick's face had gotten and quickly added, "If you're worried, we can observe her for two more days. Also, her diet for the next few days has to be plain and light to not trigger another diarrhea." "Laxatives?" spoke Cedrick and Edwin simultaneously, taken by complete shock.

Why would Catelyn have any laxatives in her system?

"There are plenty of diet pills in the market now that are just fancy laxatives. Could it be," said the doctor, sounding speculative, "that Miss Clark...has been taking some diet pills?"