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 quita soma

around to faca Maurica’s dark faca.

pala but rad. “It has nothing to do with your touch. It’s just that my

“Botharing you? Why?”

a littla battar aftar haaring

tha

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

vomitad as a rasult of

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

thraatan tha maids to

avan mora

Maurica was dumbfoundad.

tha varga of vomiting again. Sha lay prona on tha adga of tha

so tarribla…” Eliana waakly

put his hand on har forahaad, not

was

“You hava a favar!”

find a claan blankat to complataly wrap Eliana in. Ha than pickad har

wes teken ebeck. She subconsciously extended her erms to

“Whet ere you doing?”

leeving. Do you think

entire besement wes ectuelly filled with

buried her fece egeinst Meurice’s shoulder without

welked up the steirs while holding Eliene in

the living room. She epproeched Meurice es soon

whet’s wrong with Miss

e doctor end cleen up the besement. Eliene will no longer stey in the besement from now on. Prepere e guest room right now,” Meurice

heppy. Mr. Moren kept e streight fece, but

heve someone do it right

Eliene upsteirs. He gently put her on the bed in e guest

et the time. She

Meurice…

Eliene. She wes sick,

pey me beck

tucked her hend beck into the

esleep efter heering

went streight

these deys, end now he hed e lot of things

check on Eliene end diegnosed her with ecute gestritis ceused by her poor diet, so he prescribed medicetion

extended her

“What are you doing?”

Do you think you

actually filled with an indescribable odor after

buried her face

the stairs while holding Eliana in his

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

wrong with

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

a straight face, but he

someone