Special Chapter: IBTMITL

Chapter 297

Crash, clink!

The chair fell over in the wind, and the sound of dropping the tableware he was holding resounded through the dining room.

"Are you okay, Tia?"

My father approached me with a contemplated face and asked.

"Come on, bring Dr. Estira!"

My grandfather shouted to the startled employees.

"It's still okay, Dad. And tell Estira to come to the maternity room, not here."

Although it was earlier than the expected date, the maternity room was already prepared for giving birth in a safe and clean environment.

It was the best place to get a proper examination.

"Can you get up and walk, Tia?"

"We'll support you!"

The twins quickly walked over and held out their arms.

Normally, I would have refused and walked alone, but I'd better be careful because I don't know when the pain will come again.

"Thank you."

When I arrived at the maternity room, escorted by the reliable twins, Estira was waiting for me there.

"From here on, I'll help the matriarch. Others, please wait outside."

Estira said to my family members who were about to follow in as if possessed.

Estira's words, from now until the child is safely delivered, are the law.

I waved my hand to my family and said,

"See you later, everyone."

In my case, it was a light greeting to lighten the mood.

Rather, the faces of my family became more weeping.

"If you ever need anything, just tell me."

"Dr. Estira, please take care of Tia and the baby."

My grandfather and Shananet said each word with a firm face.

"Don't worry too much, everyone. Because I'm not sure if it's labor pain or not."

That's what I said.

"It's labor. You must prepare, Matriarch."

"Isn't that a bit too fast?"

"Anyway, the baby will be fine after all development is over."

"That's a relief."

Still, it would be best to fill the moon and come out.

"Who does your hasty personality resemble?"

A sigh that could not be helped was mixed with self-talk.

Knock, knock.

"Matriarch, this is Caitlin."

"Yes, come in."

Caitlin, who entered the drawing room of the maternity room, asked me carefully.

"Should I send someone to His Majesty now?"

"Oh, right. That's right."

I was so distracted that I forgot about Perez for a moment.

After all, the labor pain came the day before his paternity leave.

An upset face was drawn automatically.

"Yes, please, Caitlin."

I looked outside while looking at Caitlin's back, leaving the maternity room at a quick pace.