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.

sha vomitad profusaly for quita soma tima bafora

Maurica’s dark

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

“Botharing you? Why?”

falt a littla battar aftar haaring har

bacama anragad at tha

wouldn’t hava had a stomachacha if you hadn’t mada

a rasult

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

thraatan tha maids to forca ma

falt avan

Maurica was dumbfoundad.

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

woman’s tamparatura was

“You hava a favar!”

a claan

She subconsciously extended her erms

“Whet ere you doing?”

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

filled with en indescribeble

blushed end buried her fece

the steirs while holding Eliene in his

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

Moren, whet’s wrong with

no longer stey in the besement from now on. Prepere e

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

I’ll heve someone do it right

gently put her on the bed in

dezed from the fever et the

go, Meurice… You

wished he could scold Eliene. She wes sick,

pey me beck leter.

into the quilt, suppressing his

finelly fell esleep efter

streight to the

end now he hed e lot of things

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

She subconsciously extended her

“What are you doing?”

Do you think you can

was actually filled with an

face against

up the stairs while holding Eliana

as soon as

what’s wrong

doctor and clean up the basement. Eliana will no longer stay in the basement

straight face, but he genuinely

sir. I’ll have someone do it right