The Pregnant Treasured Little Wife: Master Lancaster's Nightly Coaxing Chapter 38: Clearing Obstacles

Elias Lancaster’s eyes reddened with excitent, a peculiar emotion spreading through his chest. It was the first ti he heard the heartbeats of the two little ones.

Trembling, he asked, "Are they boys or girls?"

"That I can’t tell you, hospital regulations." Renee Aniston shot him a glance.

"Uncle, let’s just wait for the reveal, only then we’ll have the surprise," Serena Yeats said.

Finally, Renee had Elias go pick up the dication, while she and Serena chatted, discussing many pregnancy precautions.

"Elias is always busy with work, Serena, you’ll need to be patient," Renee said with a smile. "No worries, co play at ho soti."

"Sure." Serena felt the kindness from Renee.

Elias returned with the dication and handed it to Serena, "Here."

Serena obediently accepted the dicine.

Renee gave Elias a look, "Just two boxes of dicine, can’t you hold them? You have to make Serena take them."

"I want to hold her, leaving no free hand."

As Elias spoke, he bent down and lifted Serena from the chair.

Renee. "..."

This...

Just her first day back to work after vacation, and she was already stunned, needing ti to process.

Serena held the dication in her alabaster hands, her heartbeat quickening.

It wasn’t until she was set down in the car that she managed to calm down, her heart still pounding like thunder.

Elias got in the car, sat next to her, and naturally pulled her into his embrace.

Serena leaned against his broad chest, enchanted by his unique scent, never getting enough of it.

"Uncle..."

She had just started speaking when Elias interrupted. "Serena, isn’t it ti to change what you call ?"

"Huh?" Serena was taken aback, "Then what should I call you?"

"Call by my na," a glimr flashed in Elias’s eyes, "or you can call husband."

Husband??? She didn’t dare to address him as such, so Serena called, "Elias."

Elias’s brows furrowed slightly.

After so thought, he let it go. At least she wasn’t calling him Uncle anymore. Every ti Serena called him Uncle, he always felt like... he was worse than a beast. Take it slow.

His long fingers lifted Serena’s chin as he leaned down to gently kiss her tender lips.

Serena’s clear eyes widened instantly.

There are others in the car!

So naughty!

Serena’s clear eyes looked at the man in front of her, and the reproach in her gaze made him want to tease her more.

The driver in front, being quite perceptive, imdiately raised the partition.

Just as Serena let out a sigh of relief, Elias pressed down and kissed her lips.

Her thoughts were swept away by the man’s breath.

The soft sensation between their lips.

Suddenly.

Elias’s phone interrupted the beautiful mont.

"Elias, your... phone is ringing."

Serena nudged him.

He buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath.

Then he glanced at the phone, picked it up, and put it to his ear, his voice cold enough to make one shiver, "Speak."

On the other end, Henry Fletcher seed to sense an intense cold, listening to Master Lancaster’s unfulfilled tone.

He couldn’t help but sigh, even Master Lancaster should show so restraint, as the young wife was carrying the precious heir of the entire Lancaster Family!

"Hmm?" Elias, noticing a lack of response on the line, made a questioning sound.

Henry snapped out of it, "Master Lancaster, the results are out. The young wife isn’t the biological daughter of David Yeats and Scarlett Jewel.

They confessed that back then, in the suburbs of Sudford, they accidentally hit the young wife with their car, and at the ti, they thought the young wife was dead and wanted to find a place to bury her.

Later, they realized she wasn’t dead, so they brought her back to Aethelgard. The young wife fell ill and lost all her mories prior to the age of seven. And one more thing, Master Lancaster, we’ve found soone is trying to harm the young wife."

"Arrange for people to co over as soon as possible." Elias furrowed his brows, lost in thought.

Sudford?

His mind replayed Aniston’s surprised expression in the eting room earlier and what she had said.

Could she know sothing?

After hanging up the phone.

He took Serena back ho and then headed out imdiately.

He went straight to the hospital to find Renee.

"Aunt Aniston."

"What’s the matter? Did you forget sothing?" Renee looked a bit puzzled.

Elias glanced at the ti, "I’d like to invite Aunt Aniston for a al."

Renee, seeing his expression, knew he must have sothing important to discuss. She handed over a task and followed him out.

At the restaurant.

Renee spoke, "Elias, you can speak directly, I’ve watched you grow up, no need for formalities."

Elias looked at her, "Aunt Aniston, my wife Serena Yeats was adopted by her current parents, she’s not their biological daughter."

Renee was montarily stunned, recalling the exquisite face of the young girl, and had a hunch, could she really be her daughter?

The re thought scared even herself.

"Aunt Aniston, when you first saw Serena, you said she looked too much alike. I want to know if you know sothing?" Elias looked at her odd expression and got straight to the point.

Renee sighed, "I’m close friends with Ruby Yates from the J Keaton Family, we’ve known each other since high school. That year, she took seven-year-old Minnie Keaton to Sudford to visit her parents, but....."

Renee, recalling the events of that year, couldn’t help but shed tears.

"Elias, Serena and Ruby look really alike, they’re like exact replicas. Ruby nearly went mad back then because of this."

Elias furrowed his brow slightly but also breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness.

His little girl had accidentally gotten lost; if she found out, she’d be really happy.

She’d always been worried, worried that her biological parents had abandoned her.

After lunch.

Elias sent Renee back to the hospital.

Before getting off the car.

"Aunt Aniston, I hope you’ll keep this matter confidential until there’s solid evidence."

"I understand." Renee nodded.

Elias went to the office, and after handling the paperwork, recalled what Henry had said, that soone was trying to harm his little girl.

He made a call.

"Have you found out who it is?"

"It’s the Young Miss Thorne, Yves Thorne’s sister. She hired Sam Hughes. I was drinking with Sam yesterday, and when he got drunk, he spilled it, saying they paid a million dollars, asking him to take a few people and....."

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone.

He asked Quentin Shaw to bring Yves over.

When Yves saw Quentin, he was montarily puzzled, a phone call would’ve sufficed.

After arriving at the teahouse, seeing Elias sitting there with a cold face, Yves had a bad feeling.

"Master Lancaster, is there an issue?" He furrowed his brow and asked.

"Send your sister abroad, never to set foot in Aethelgard again." Elias said while handing the transfer records in front of him.

And then had Sam Hughes brought in.

Monts later.

Yves understood that Elias was giving him a favor on account of their years as classmates.

"Rest assured, I’ll handle it."

In the evening.

The man erged from the bathroom, seeing the little girl sitting on the bed. He checked the ti, walked over, and took the phone from her hands.

"Serena, why are you still up tonight?"

Serena wrapped her hands around his neck, "Elias, I can’t sleep, I want to eat strawberry cake."

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