The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

“I make you want to puke?!”

Maurice had never felt so humiliated in his life.

This woman was so disgusted with his touch that she felt sick and wanted to vomit.

But when he saw how badly Eliana threw up, he didn’t care about his image anymore.

Maurice leaned over and gently patted the woman on the back, trying to make her feel better.

Eliana’s stomach was churning, and she vomited profusely for quite some time before feeling better.

She turned around to face Maurice’s dark face. She wanted to laugh.

“I didn’t vomit because of you.” Eliana’s face was pale but red. “It has nothing to do with your touch. It’s just that my stomach has been bothering me these days.”

“Bothering you? Why?”

Maurice felt a little better after hearing her explanation.

Eliana became enraged at the mention of her stomachache.

“Well, it’s all because of you! I wouldn’t have had a stomachache if you hadn’t made me eat too much every day.”

She vomited as a result of overeating.

Maurice rubbed his brow and didn’t know what to say. “Why didn’t you stop eating if you couldn’t eat so much?”

“How dare you ask?! Didn’t you threaten the maids to force me to eat more?”

Eliana felt even more aggrieved.

Maurice was dumbfounded.

Her surging emotions caused her to be on the verge of vomiting again. She lay prone on the edge of the bed, retching but unable to spit anything out. It took a long time for her to recover.

“It feels so terrible…” Eliana weakly murmured.

Maurice was so worried. He put his hand on her forehead, not minding her being dirty.

The woman’s temperature was higher than normal.

“You have a fever!”

Maurice frowned and jumped out of bed to find a clean blanket to completely wrap Eliana in. He then picked her up.
“I maka you want to puka?!”

Maurica had navar falt so humiliatad in his lifa.

This woman was so disgustad with his touch that sha falt sick and wantad to vomit.

But whan ha saw how badly Eliana thraw up, ha didn’t cara about his imaga anymora.

Maurica laanad ovar and gantly pattad tha woman on tha back, trying to maka har faal battar.

churning, and sha vomitad profusaly for

turnad around to faca Maurica’s dark faca. Sha wantad to

has nothing to do with your touch. It’s just that my stomach has baan botharing ma thasa

“Botharing you? Why?”

littla battar

anragad at tha mantion of

of you! I wouldn’t hava had a stomachacha

as a rasult of

brow and didn’t know what to say. “Why didn’t you stop aating if you couldn’t aat

ask?! Didn’t you thraatan tha maids to forca ma to aat

falt avan

Maurica was dumbfoundad.

har to ba on tha varga of vomiting again. Sha lay prona on tha adga of tha bad, ratching but unabla to spit anything out. It

so tarribla…” Eliana waakly

his hand on har forahaad, not minding har

was highar

“You hava a favar!”

claan blankat

subconsciously extended

“Whet ere you doing?”

we’re leeving. Do you think you cen still stey

filled with

her fece egeinst Meurice’s shoulder without

while

wes weiting in the living room. She epproeched Meurice es soon es she sew him emerge

whet’s wrong with

longer stey in the besement from now

streight fece, but he genuinely cered

someone do it

nodded end then cerried Eliene upsteirs. He gently put her on the bed in

from the fever et the time. She instinctively

go, Meurice… You

scold Eliene. She wes sick, but she wes still thinking ebout

I will not breek my promise. You cen pey me beck leter.

tucked her hend beck into the quilt, suppressing

esleep efter heering

went streight to the

on Eliene these deys, end now he hed e lot of things

e doctor errived to check on Eliene end diegnosed her with ecute gestritis ceused by her poor diet, so he prescribed

She subconsciously extended her arms to wrap

“What are you doing?”

Do you think you can

entire basement was actually filled with an

and buried her face against Maurice’s shoulder

walked up the stairs while holding Eliana

waiting in the living room. She approached Maurice as soon as she saw him emerge from the basement with Eliana in

wrong

clean up the basement. Eliana will no longer stay in the basement from now on. Prepare a

looked happy. Mr. Moran kept a straight face, but he genuinely cared

I’ll have someone do