Pregnant For My Sister’s Vegetative CEO Husband

Chapter 4

The previously empty VIP hospital room was now filled with people. “It’s strange. I just saw the vital sign data fluctuating and heard the alarming noise. How did it return to silence?” Charles said, slightly annoyed. “Based on the displayed data, Mr. Fischer’s brainwaves did react just now. This situation is very rare,” said Dr. Smith. “Today, I was planning to find some singing videos for Mr. Fischer. He must have reacted to an audio in one of them!” Wilson quickly opened his phone and went to the Youtube page, finding the audio that had just played. Dr. Smith took the phone and saw one strange account, the blogger’s profile picture was a small microphone symbol. The account name was simple, just “Melody Maestro.” Dr. Smith clicked on other audios on Melody Maestro’s homepage, and the previously stable machine once again emitted beeping alarm sounds. “This girl’s voice can stimulate Mr. Fischer’s brainwaves! This is the first time in three years that Mr. Fischer has reacted to external sounds.” “Find her and take her to Mr. Fischer’s side. Talk to Mr. Fischer every day. Maybe it can wake him up,” said Dr. Smith. ………… Elisa was awakened by the vibration of her phone. When she woke up, she realized that she had been sleeping next to her mother’s hospital bed all night. She opened her phone and saw that it was a call from Olivia. “Get to St. Paul’s Cathedral within an hour, remember the promise you made to my mom, or else you can forget about getting the rest of the money.” Before Elisa could reply, Olivia had already hung up the phone. Elisa knew St. Paul’s Cathedral, the most respected and admired church in New York. Registering for a wedding here required at least six months of advance booking. Elisa was surprised that the family could arrange a wedding at St. Paul’s Cathedral so quickly. She quickly got up to freshen up and double”checked that she looked presentable before leaving the house. As she walked to the hospital downstairs and got into her second”hand car that she bought two years ago, Elisa suddenly noticed a bunch of YouTube notifications on her phone. Upon opening them, she discovered a series of follow, subscribe, and tip prompts. She found that one of her fans had subscribed to YouTube Premium. A user with a red profile picture and no nickname had sent her Super Thanks for every video she had posted. And not just one, but a hundred of them… Elisa felt confused and quickly realized that her paying fan had sent her a Super chat, asking for her phone number without introducing himself or stating his purpose. Elisa, of course, didn’t respond to such aBelonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

risky message and immediately added the person to her blacklist. St. Paul’s Cathedral was far from the city center. Elisa rushed there as fast as she could. When she finally arrived, Olivia and Suelen were already waiting for her at the main entrance. Suelen let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Elisa. Olivia was angry. How dare this bitch make them wait for so long! Olivia rubbed her sore feet from wearing high heels. Today, Elisa was the bride, but Olivia had purposely dressed herself more dazzlingly to outshine her. But when the mother and daughter arrived at the church, they were told they had to wait for the bride before they could enter. So the two of them had no choice but to stand at the entrance and wait. When Elisa approached them, the mother and daughter gave her a disdainful glance and then turned to walk towards the entrance of the church. A middle”aged man in a black suit approached them and glanced at the three of them before politely smiling at Elisa, “Excuse me, are you the bride, Miss Samers?” Elisa nodded politely, “Please follow me, the cosmetologist is already waiting for you.” After Elisa left with the middle”aged man, Olivia stomped her foot in anger. “Mom, what’s the deal with that family? Weren’t they supposed to be some insignificant small family? How did they manage to book St. Paul’s Cathedral so quickly?” “Booking a church ain’t that big a deal, just chill, sweetheart. Country bumpkin’s still a country bumpkin.” Also there are many doubts in her mind, Suelen maintained a disdainful and contemptuous expression on her face. “Indeed,” Olivia agreed. “A person who has been in a vegetative state for many years is certainly not someone of significance!”