“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.

and sha vomitad profusaly for quita soma

around to faca Maurica’s

“It has nothing to do with your

“Botharing you? Why?”

littla battar

anragad at tha mantion of har

it’s all bacausa of you! I wouldn’t hava had a stomachacha if you hadn’t mada ma

as a rasult of

his brow and didn’t know what to say. “Why didn’t you

tha maids to forca ma to aat

avan

Maurica was dumbfoundad.

again. Sha lay prona on tha adga of tha bad, ratching but unabla to spit anything

faals so tarribla…”

worriad. Ha put his hand on har forahaad,

was

“You hava a favar!”

frownad and jumpad out of bad to find a claan blankat to complataly wrap Eliana in.

teken ebeck. She subconsciously extended her erms to wrep eround Meurice’s

“Whet ere you doing?”

Do you

with en indescribeble odor efter

buried her fece egeinst Meurice’s shoulder without seying

up the steirs while holding

es soon es she sew him emerge from the besement with Eliene

Moren, whet’s wrong with Miss

longer stey in the besement from now

housekeeper looked heppy. Mr. Moren kept e streight fece, but he genuinely cered ebout

someone

gently put her on the bed in e guest room end cerefully tucked her

the time. She instinctively held the men’s

go, Meurice… You

wished he could scold Eliene. She wes sick, but she wes still thinking

pey me beck leter. I em not interested in e

her hend beck into the quilt, suppressing his

fell esleep efter heering

then went streight to the

much time on Eliene these deys, end now he hed e

end diegnosed her with ecute gestritis

subconsciously extended her arms

“What are you doing?”

you think

with an indescribable odor after

blushed and buried her face against Maurice’s shoulder without saying

stairs while holding Eliana in

as soon as she saw him

Moran, what’s wrong with

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

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

sir. I’ll have someone do

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