Chapter 2047
Chapter 2047 Should Not Have Been So Quick
There was still a week before Madilyn's wedding.
Both Roxanne and Lucian went to her house to help decorate the place.
Jonathan was hanging streamers while his parents, Zachary and Henrietta, were talking to Lorraine about the specifics of the wedding in the living room.
The couple respected Lorraine's feelings greatly, urging her to speak up if she had any requests, and they would fulfill them as long as it was within the Queen family's capabilities.
On the contrary, Madilyn was so busy getting the new hospital up and running as soon as possible that she was not home yet.
"Hah! The bride-to-be is all calm and unruffled, yet we're all anxious. I told Madilyn not to worry about the situation at the hospital, but she turned a deaf ear to my words and couldn't even be bothered to make preparations for her own wedding." Noticing that her best friend's wedding gown was wrinkled, Roxanne took out an iron and smoothed the creases.
At her complaint, Lucian chuckled. "It's okay. We don't need to be anxious. That will fall on someone else."
After saying that, he threw a look at Jonathan.
"Just go downstairs and have coffee, Lucian, Roxanne. I'll be fine doing everything by myself. Indeed, I'm far more anxious about the wedding than Madilyn," Jonathan voluntarily admitted. His candor had both Lucian and Roxanne burst into laughter.
Downstairs, the two families chatted amicably. Jonathan had told Zachary and Henrietta about Norton, so they did not mention a word about the man.
When they all saw Lucian and Roxanne coming downstairs, they promptly greeted the couple with a smile, as friendly as ever.
"Don't bother about Maddy's affairs anymore, Roxanne. You're delicate now that you're with child. Quick, come here and have a seat!" Lorraine urged earnestly.
Sitting down, Lucian and Roxanne listened as they continued talking, adding to the wedding details when necessary.
Shortly after, Madilyn returned home.
At the sight of their soon-to-be daughter-in-law, Zachary and Henrietta were beyond satisfied. They quickly helped to remove her jacket, then immediately served her a cup of hot coffee.
Witnessing that, Roxanne was certain that her best friend would definitely be treated well after marrying into the Queen family.
Madilyn wanted to report the progress of the new hospital to Roxanne, but the latter told her to get her room ready for the wedding.
After tarrying for a while longer, Lucian and Roxanne left for the kindergarten to pick the triplets up.
While they were on their way there, the housekeeper at the Jarvis residence phoned Roxanne out of the blue, sounding exceedingly anxious. "It's bad, Mrs. Farwell! Something is wrong with your father! Could you make a trip back right now?"
A frown marred Roxanne's countenance when she heard that.
"Okay. I'll come over at once!"
On the heels of that, Lucian turned the car around and headed toward the Jarvis residence instead.
Previously, they had turned the Jarvis residence inside out to find Roxanne's mother's clothes, but to no avail.
Right then, the place had been completely renovated.
When they arrived at the spacious courtyard, two housekeepers were crying out incessantly, "Mr. Jarvis! Mr. Jarvis! Hurry up and wake up!"
Lucian carried Roxanne out of the car, and they both strode over.
The instant the housekeepers caught sight of the couple, they hurriedly moved out of the way. Sweeping a glance over her father, Roxanne swiftly crouched and took his pulse. Grant's face was flushed, making it evident that something was wrong with his complexion.
His pulse had Roxanne's expression darken frightfully.
His heartbeat was so weak that it was negligible, and it was as though he could die anytime.
This isn't right. He was looking pretty well o few days ago. Even if he hod an attack, it shouldn't have been so quick! Roxanne mused inwardly, swinging her gaze at her husband. Lucian reacted at lightning speed. He scooped Grant, who was all skin and bones, up and went into the house.
While walking into the house, Roxanne asked the housekeepers, "Had anyone been here and had contact with my father? And did he eat anything dubious?