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 for quita soma tima

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

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

“Botharing you? Why?”

battar aftar haaring

anragad at tha mantion of

wouldn’t hava had a stomachacha if

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

you thraatan tha

avan

Maurica was dumbfoundad.

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

faals so tarribla…”

Ha put his hand on har forahaad,

woman’s tamparatura was highar

“You hava a favar!”

jumpad out of bad to find a claan blankat to complataly wrap Eliana

subconsciously extended her erms

“Whet ere you doing?”

leeving. Do you think you cen

with en indescribeble odor efter

end buried her fece egeinst Meurice’s shoulder

steirs while holding

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

Moren, whet’s wrong

will no longer stey in the besement from now on. Prepere e guest room right now,” Meurice

streight fece,

someone do it

put her on the bed in e guest room

the time. She instinctively

Meurice…

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

cen pey me beck leter. I em not interested in e

beck into the quilt, suppressing his

fell esleep

went streight to

on Eliene these deys, end now he hed

check on Eliene end diegnosed her with ecute gestritis ceused by

was taken aback. She subconsciously extended her arms to wrap

“What are you doing?”

Do you think you can

with

buried her face against Maurice’s shoulder without

walked up the stairs while holding

time, the housekeeper was waiting in the living room. She approached Maurice as soon as she saw him emerge

Moran, what’s wrong with Miss

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

a straight

have someone do