Come on Daddy!

Oca sliced the steak into pieces and put them on her plate.

The steak was perfectly medium well and it smelt good. However, Nora could feel that her stomach started to writhe again.

She tried hard to suppress her feelings of retch in front of Oca. However, just like what he had said just now, the more she tried to hold it back, the easier she would lose control.

Her face went pale all of a sudden. She pushed the chair away and covered her own mouth with fair hand. Then she rushed to the bathroom in the box.

She bent over and puked into the toilet while lifting her own hairs. She threw out the mere food she had at noon.

But she still felt great pain as her stomach kept writhing.

Oca followed behind and patted on her back gently to ease her bad feelings.

Nora beckoned him to stop by waving her hand. Then she turned around to reach the basin and rinsed her mouth. After splashing some cold water on her fair delicate face, she looked even paler.

Her heart kept beating fiercely and she didn't dare to look at Oca.

She was worried if Oca could tell that she was pregnant. She didn't even dare to assume the consequence if he knew that.

"You got sick?" Oca looked at her awful-looking face.

"Yes. I feel sick because of some cold food." Nora picked up a piece of tissue to clean her hands. Her watery long curly dark eyelashes shed shadow on her fair skin while she kept her head down, making her even more gorgeous.

"Let's go to the hospital." Oca grabbed her wrist and took her out of the bathroom.

Nora tried hard to stop and reached out her hand to break free from his grip, "No, thanks. I have had a check in the hospital before. I will be fine if I take the medicine on time."

"You are no more a girl. You should take care of yourself." Oca said straightforwardly.

"I can't get sick even if I am not a girl?" Nora finally got her hand off from his grip, "Mr. Moore, you have never got sick since you were born?"

Oca remained cold-looking, "It's inevitable to suffer indisposition. But I won't get myself into such a great pain because of sick just like you."

are having meal, huh?" Nora got back to her seat, "The cool-down food will do harm to

and fixed his deep eyes on her pale face. Though she looked a bit sick, she

am glad you

stopped her. Then he took up the kettle beside

eyes on his handsome face. He looked kind and tender under the bright light. His face seemed to overlap Oscar's. She felt like getting

as she started to drown herself in his

Do I look so attractive?" Oca

clearly remembered that Oscar

sat beside a white piano while playing it. She stood afar to look at him, who was wearing a white shirt and a pair of light-color

was exactly an ethereal prince charming of all girls,

watching him. He asked gently,

course, you look so good that I never deem it enough no matter how

girl." He then touched her

and buried her own head into his arms. The smell

for a lifetime." He

For a lifetime…

thought of that, Nora felt pain and bitter. A lifetime? But he had passed away much earlier. The promise was nothing but

Oca reminded and then started to enjoy the

decent and elegant even if

started with the salad. Only the plain food could ease her

quiet dinner was finished, the sky went dark as they went out of the restaurant. Oca didn't let her leave alone. He drove her back

get off the car. However, Oca

and looked into his

forward and hugged her in

with his smell did he let go of

got off the car. She went into the villa

she entered, Freya walked over, "Mrs. Way, welcome back. Have

had dinner." Nora entered the parlor after getting her shoes changed. She looked around and asked,

shook her head, "Perhaps he is too

and went upstairs without asking