Chapter 121 The Courthouse

In my previous life with Yvette, we were married for a long time. Aside from her sensitive stomach, she never had any issues with headaches. But looking at her now, she seemed to be in serious pain. What was going on? Cold sweat beaded on Yvette's forehead, yet she didn't utter a single word. I turned to Oliver. "Mr. Grant, hurry and get her an appointment." Oliver, looking concerned, immediately said, "Yes, sir." "No need," Yvette said flatly. Her usually stunning face was devoid of emotion, her red lips pressed into a tight line. I frowned. "Why are you so stubborn? You're clearly in pain. Why won't you see a doctor? Who's stopping you?" Yvette glanced at me sideways. "I don't need you worrying about me." Oh, for crying out loud!" I suppressed my irritation and bit back what I really wanted to say, instead muttering, "You're right. No good deed goes unpunished. I should've learned to keep my mouth shut." At this moment, both Yvette and Oliver fell silent. I shrugged and co