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Chloe Simpson covered her mouth and hurriedly got up to run to the restroom. As soon as she reached it, she clung to the toilet and vomited violently.
She felt like she was vomiting so much that her intestines were about to co out.
Finally, there was nothing left in her stomach, and the vomiting stopped.
Chloe grabbed a few tissues, wiped her mouth, got up, and walked out.
"What... what’s going on? Why did you suddenly start vomiting in the middle of the al? And it was just millet health porridge, it shouldn’t cause this kind of reaction."
Lucas Hughes quickly asked, looking very concerned.
"I don’t know, I... ugh...!"
Chloe shook her head and was about to speak, but another wave of nausea overwheld her. She quickly got up and rushed back to the restroom.
There was really nothing left in her stomach, but despite that she still felt like vomiting, even though nothing could co out.
Just so sour liquid ca up, bit by bit.
The discomfort was unbearable, and by the ti Chloe stood up, her legs were almost completely numb. Finally, she returned to the living room.
"Are you okay? How are you feeling now? Is this because you ate sothing bad yesterday?"
Lucas stood up and ca over, gently patting Chloe on the back as he spoke.
Chloe thought for a mont, "No, I ate the sa things as usual yesterday. I didn’t eat anything strange or unhealthy."
If it were sothing like a roadside snack or spicy hotpot, it might have made sense.
But she had been eating plain foods these last few days, all of them hospital als.
Though her stomach had always been a bit sensitive, it had never acted up to this extent before.
"Then could it be that you didn’t cover yourself properly last night and caught a chill in your stomach? Does your stomach hurt?"
Lucas asked again.
"!"
When Chloe heard "stomach hurt," her body suddenly stiffened, and she froze in place.
A terrifying answer was surfacing in her heart.
Could it be... she was pregnant?
She quickly pulled out her phone and checked the calendar. Sure enough, it had been a week since the day her period was supposed to arrive.
No! This couldn’t be!
Even though the facts seed to align, she still couldn’t bring herself to believe it.
"What’s wrong, Chloe? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"
Lucas noticed Chloe suddenly fall silent and asked her again.
"I... Lucas... I might be pregnant..."
Chloe murmured instinctively.
"What? Pregnant?"
Lucas looked completely shocked.
Half an hour later, he brought Chloe to the hospital’s gynecology departnt for an examination.
While they waited for their turn, Chloe was filled with anxiety and unease.
She thought about that night over a month ago. The person she saw when she woke up the next morning had indeed been Lucas, but the na she repeatedly called out during the night had been Alexander Johnson.
Soon, her number was called.
Lucas stood up. "Chloe, do you want to go in with you?"
Chloe shook her head. "No, I’ll go in by myself."
"Alright."
Lucas nodded. As soon as Chloe entered the consultation room, he pulled out his phone and sent a ssage to Selene Wilson.
[The timing is right. The plan is underway.]
After sending the ssage, he called Alexander Johnson.
"What’s the matter?"
Alexander had just arrived at the hospital’s psychological intervention office, sat in his office chair, and opened his computer when his phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from Lucas, he frowned slightly before answering.
"Young Mister Johnson, Chloe... she... she might be pregnant."
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