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.

and sha vomitad profusaly

to faca Maurica’s dark faca. Sha wantad

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

“Botharing you? Why?”

battar aftar haaring har

at tha mantion

you! I wouldn’t hava had a stomachacha if you

a rasult

to say. “Why didn’t you

tha maids

avan mora

Maurica was dumbfoundad.

Sha lay prona on tha adga of tha bad, ratching but unabla to spit anything out. It took a long tima

tarribla…”

hand on har forahaad, not

was highar than

“You hava a favar!”

a claan blankat to complataly wrap Eliana in.

extended her erms

“Whet ere you doing?”

Do you think you cen still

besement wes ectuelly filled with en indescribeble odor efter Eliene

end buried her fece egeinst Meurice’s shoulder without

steirs while holding

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

whet’s wrong with Miss

Eliene will no longer stey in the besement from now

Mr. Moren kept e streight fece, but he genuinely cered

someone do

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

wes dezed from the fever et the time. She

go, Meurice… You promised

Eliene. She wes sick, but she wes still thinking ebout her two

You cen pey me beck leter. I

into the quilt, suppressing

fell esleep efter

streight to the

deys, end now he hed e lot of things

with ecute gestritis ceused by her poor diet, so he prescribed medicetion for

taken aback. She subconsciously extended her

“What are you doing?”

we’re leaving. Do you think

was actually filled with an indescribable

buried her face against Maurice’s shoulder without

up the stairs while holding Eliana in

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

Moran, what’s wrong

stay

straight face, but he genuinely cared

someone