“Wait!” Corinne stopped Anya.

Anya moved the wine glass away from her lips and looked at her in puzzlement. “What’s the matter, Corinne?”

Corinne frowned subtly. “I remember your health is in poor condition, right? You shouldn’t drink chilled wine, then. Why don’t you drink the same juice as me? After all, Miss Phoebe. went through all that trouble to make the juice for us girls.”

Anya smiled stiffly. “That’s okay. You can have all the juice. Plus, I wouldn’t look sincere if I don’t give a toast to you with wine! And don’t worry about my health. A little wine like this won’t hurt.”

“But then I wouldn’t look sincere if I toast you with my juice… Oh, forget it then. Let’s just not drink toast.”

Corinne put down her glass of juice on the table.

Both Phoebe and Anya panicked when they saw this. ‘Our plan will be useless if Corinne doesn’t drink the juice! And who knows when a chance like this will come again!’

same juice as you, then. Mom, can you please pour me a glass of juice? It’s the

this. ‘No… She can’t drink it. The saffron inside isn’t good for a woman’s health!’

girl. Huh? Miss Phoebe, why aren’t you pouring a glass of

with the jug of juice in her hand and said tentatively, “Anya, are you

she herself was not pregnant, so it would not affect her that much. The

bite the bullet and pour Anya a glass of

raised

smiled, and said, “Cheers.”

Corinne having a miscarriage nearly made her jump

it out on a napkin when she pretended to wipe her mouth. She then folded up the napkin and

how can you only take a sip when I’ve drunk

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