My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 938

Chapter 938 I Suggest You Not To Do That

Lucian frowned and was about to start a fight with his sister.

Yet, Genevieve came to the living room, picked Amanda up, and headed back out while asking the housekeeper to watch over Lucian.

“Where are we going, Mommy?” Amanda asked, visibly perplexed.

“To the hospital,” Genevieve responded, forcing a smile and suppressing her nerves. “Didn't you say you have a sore throat? Let's get that checked, shall we?”

“Okay,” the girl replied, finding the situation odd.

Don't people go to the hospital during the day? Why is Mommy in such a rush to take me there now?

Johanna called while they were on the way to the hospital.

Only then did Genevieve realize she had taken off from Jazona Clubhouse in such a hurry that she left Johanna on her own there. Thus, she told the latter that Amanda was unwell and asked her to head back on her own later.

The woman then arrived at the emergency department and requested a CT scan, citing that her child was sick.

Given that the hospital had just received a new set of medical equipment and Genevieve was well-acquainted with Timothy, the medical staff quickly tended to Amanda. Then, the scans were ready in less than an hour.

“There seems to be something inside the child's right ear,” the doctor commented while peering at the film.

Genevieve gazed at where the doctor was pointing to. This was probably the miniature bomb Harry was talking about; it was barely the size of a thumb and particularly easy to overlook.

He wasn't joking.

At that very moment, the woman felt as though all her blood had left her, and she gritted her teeth. “Could you please arrange for a surgery—”

Her phone suddenly rang while she was speaking to the doctor.

Seeing that it was Harry, Genevieve suppressed her rage as much as she could and walked toward the window to answer the call.

“I suggest you not to do that, Genevieve,” Harry began. “Mandy's got the latest mini bomb inside her head. It's so unique that it'd explode if you try to take it out.”

The doctor was already using his own phone to call any available surgeon over.

Harry sighed as he overheard the conversation. “You'll be sorry if you don't believe me, Genevieve. Mandy's going to have her head blown into pieces inside that operating room.”

The two returned to Swallow Garden about ten minutes later.

“What happened, Mommy?” asked Lucian. “You left in such a hurry with Mandy.”

“Mommy took me to the hospital!” the little girl answered. “They even did a scan on me, but we didn't have to get any medicine. My throat doesn't hurt anymore either.”

Lucian scoffed. “It'll definitely hurt tomorrow because of all those chips you ate.”

Amanda shot her mother a sheepish glance. “But I only had three, and I drank lots of water after that!”

“Three? You mean a whole bunch—”

The girl hastily lunged forward to cover her brother's mouth before flashing a sweet smile at Genevieve. “I only had three pieces of chips, Mommy. I promise.”

The woman merely caressed Amanda's head in response. “I still have something to take care of, so I'll be heading out. Stay home and behave yourselves,” she instructed in a shaky voice.

Then, she drove out to see Harry without the company of her two bodyguards.