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Chapter 1413 Hopeful Recovery
Albert stood up and smiled. "Thank you. I know you must be tired after a day of shopping.
Have a good rest tonight. Can we keep the same time as yesterday for treating my
godmother?"
Olivia responded, "Sure."
Albert said, "Originally, Alice wanted to meet you today, but I persuaded her not to.
However, with the commotion caused by Beatrix, I don't think I can stop her anymore. The
Queen will see you in the next few days, but don't worry, I will accompany you. Alice is
kind-hearted and won't give you a hard time."
Olivia nodded. "I understand."
"Then, rest up. I'll leave now," Albert said and left the room.
Olivia yawned and went straight back to the bedroom. Eugene followed, asking, "Are you
very tired?"
"Yeah, a little, and I'm feeling a bit sleepy," Olivia said, yawning again, "But it might also
be a pregnancy symptom. Don't worry."
How could Eugene not worry? "How about I bring you to take a bath to relieve fatigue?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOlivia shook her head. "It's not recommended for pregnant women to take baths."
This topic was beyond Eugene's knowledge, and he was puzzled. "Why not?"
Olivia smiled at him and said, "Because taking a bath will improve blood circulation and
stimulate uterine contractions, which can lead to a miscarriage."
Hearing this, Eugene was startled. Could taking a bath cause miscarriage? This was
unacceptable!
After all, his wife was carrying their precious daughter, Mara!
"Then, let's not take a bath. Let me give you a massage instead!"
As he spoke, he got on the bed and attentively massaged Olivia's shoulders, kneaded her
feet, and massaged her back. After this routine, more than half an hour had passed.
Olivia had already fallen asleep long ago when he was gently massaging her.
Eugene looked at her peaceful sleeping face and felt deeply satisfied. He affectionately
kissed her lips and said, "Sweetheart, sleep well!"
In the evening, at around 6 o'clock, they went to the Governor General's residence again
after their dinner.
This time, they were able to enter smoothly.
Everyone knew that it was Olivia who had improved General Bleu's condition, so they
treated her with extra respect.
When Doreen saw them, her eyes were filled with hope. She even made an effort to raise
her hand and beckon them to sit down.
Albert squatted by her bedside and asked with a smile, "Godmother, how do you feel?"
Doreen struggled to produce a single word, and she arduously said, "Good."
Albert was very happy. "Godmother, you're able to speak now!"
Hugh also happily chimed in, "Exactly! Just a moment ago, General Bleu kept saying,
'Come, come,' and I spent a long time trying to figure out her meaning. It turns out she
was asking for you, wondering why you hadn't come yet."
Albert was overjoyed. "Godmother, you see, you will recover soon."
Olivia also smiled and sat on the chair that the servant had prepared for her a long time
ago. She took Doreen's wrist and examined her again.
It had just been one day, so there were no noticeable changes in her pulse.
Olivia let go of her wrist and saw Doreen looking at her hopefully. She smiled and
reassured her, "General Bleu, don't worry. Your condition needs to be slowly regulated.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince you have only recently regained the ability to speak, your recovery will begin with
your language skills. When you have free time, you can try practicing speaking. However,
don't overexert yourself."
Doreen was like a child who was trying to prove her abilities. She struggled to produce
another word, "Okay."
Olivia smiled, her smile filled with encouragement and contentment.
She then took out the small black bag from last night and gave her an acupuncture
treatment.
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Princess Mansion.
Beatrix was infuriated today. After her encounter with Eugene and Olivia, she went
straight to the palace to meet Queen Alice. However, she was told that the Queen was not
feeling well today. Thus, she didn't see her.
When she returned to the Princess Mansion, she dismissed all the servants and threw the
ornaments around the room in a fit of anger, creating a mess.
"What happened to you again?"
Suddenly, a helpless male voice came from the door.
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