Just then, a dish that Vicky usually enjoyed was brought to the table by the waiter.

The aroma filled the air, but Vicky paled instantly. Before anyone could react, she retched and rushed to the bathroom.

Everyone exchanged puzzled glances.

Cece blinked. “What’s wrong with Vicky?”

Jennifer furrowed her brow. “Vicky doesn’t look well. Is she ill?”

The concerned Aurora chimed in, “Ever since Tyler’s disappearance, Vicky hasn’t been in the best mood. She even

suffered from postpartum depression. Let’s take her to the hospital after dinner. We can’t afford for her to fall ill again.”

Everyone assumed that something was physically wrong with Vicky, but Noah, who remained silent, spoke up.

“I remember when Vicky was pregnant last time… She seemed to be very sensitive to certain smells.”

All eyes turned to Noah.

Jennifer’s eyes widened. “What are you trying to say, Noah?! You don’t mean to suggest that…Vicky might be pregnant,

do you?”

the curious gazes of everyone, Noah cleared his throat and explained, “Vicky usually dislikes sour

a lot of lemon water

enough, when they looked at Vicky’s table, they saw almost-empty glasses of lemon water

a fondness for sour things, had ordered but had

engrossed in sharing recent

glances until Vicky returned from the bathroom,

gave her. “Why are you all looking at me like

before asking, “Vicky, have you…started

considered the possibility of being pregnant, so she naturally denied it. “No.

“Nothing…” Jennifer muttered.

don’t you go

needed his mother, so

understood what Aurora meant. Upon remembering how

meal, everyone went to the hospital with

doctor checked on Vicky briefly and smiled. “Congratulations, Ms. Shaw. You are four weeks

was stunned and muttered,

by joy and repeated, “Ms. Shaw, you are pregnant. The fetus is in

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