At this mont, Aaron Jacobs, who had been watching the play for quite so ti, turned his head and saw the lamb skewers placed aside.
Thinking they were a good thing, he brought them over.
"How did I forget about this? Let tell you, this is the finest lamb, it’s my..."
Before he could finish, Raine Sinclair slled the strong lamb odor and imdiately felt her stomach churn, almost throwing up!
"Ugh..." Over there, Candace Ford’s pregnancy reaction ca up too, her face turning very pale.
Their almost identical reactions made those around them unable to help but wonder.
Everyone knew Candace was pregnant, so it was within reason that she couldn’t tolerate the lamb sll.
But why did Raine Sinclair also...
Seeing the two people’s reactions beco more intense, Yvette Yates quickly realized and pushed Aaron Jacobs to take away the lamb skewers.
"Pregnant won are very sensitive to these slls!" Yvette Yates said while looking at Raine Sinclair, "Raine, I rember you used to be able to eat lamb..."
Why couldn’t she suddenly handle the sll?
And this reaction was just like being pregnant.
No sooner had she finished speaking than Raine Sinclair sensed a sharp, scrutinizing gaze directed at her!
It must be Jonas Hawthorne.
She did not look up, still feeling queasy, and seeing she couldn’t hold it, she got up and headed to the bathroom.
Leon Grant also stood up, "Raine has been a bit under the weather these past two days, not feeling well in her stomach, I’ll go check on her."
With that, he followed her.
What those behind them might think, Raine Sinclair couldn’t care about for now.
She rushed to the bathroom, unable to suppress the strong urge to vomit.
Leon Grant chased after her and found Raine Sinclair, pale-faced, leaning against the sink, with the hair at her temples slightly damp.
"Are you okay?"
He asked worriedly, frowning deeply.
Raine Sinclair was too weak to speak, gesturing faintly at him.
"I’ll help you sit in the living room for a bit." Leon Grant said, reaching out to support Raine Sinclair’s waist, helping her to the living room.
Aaron Jacobs, being soone who enjoyed life, had picked a well-equipped place.
Earlier they had barbecued in the yard, now sitting in the living room, looking out, they could see clear ocean waves.
After helping Raine Sinclair sit down, Leon Grant went to pour her a cup of hot water.
"Feeling better?" Seeing her face still pale but no longer showing signs of nausea, Leon Grant asked.
Raine Sinclair nodded, took a sip from the hot water cup, and then rembered the earlier situation, anxiously asking, "Did they... see it just now?"
"Yes." Leon Grant replied.
"..." Raine Sinclair’s face turned even paler.
Seeing this, Leon Grant felt puzzled, "You don’t want Jonas Hawthorne to know?"
"It’s my child, it has nothing to do with him." Raine Sinclair blurted out, desperately trying to distance herself from Jonas Hawthorne.
But her deanor, seen by Leon Grant, appeared sowhat childish, "Ultimately, it’s his child, how can it not be related?"
Raine Sinclair gritted her teeth, a variety of emotions flashing in her clear eyes, "I don’t want anything to do with him anymore."
Leon Grant saw her fair face suddenly lose its color, feeling an unprovoked pain in his heart.
His thin lips moved slightly, wanting to ask if she had truly let go...
But when he spoke, he said instead, "In a few months, he will know anyway. You can’t hide it for long."
Those simple words hit right at Raine Sinclair’s persistent worry.
She could still say her stomach was upset for now, but what about later?
Even if she tried her best to avoid eting Jonas Hawthorne, once her belly grew bigger, soone would see it, soone would relay the news to him...
Leon Grant saw her furrowed brow and worried expression, suddenly laughed, and half-jokingly said, "They all think we’re together anyway, so you can just say the child is mine."
"Huh?" Raine Sinclair was stunned, all her anxiety interrupted.
She looked up, dumbfounded at the man before her, mind blank.
But Leon Grant didn’t speak further, took away the empty cup from her hands, stood up, and said, "I’ll get you another glass of water."
Raine Sinclair watched his departure dazedly, still in a trance.
Say the child is Leon Grant’s?
This...
In a mont of distraction, Yvette Yates walked in.
"Raine, how are you? Feeling better?"
Raine Sinclair was stunned for a mont before nodding, "Yes, it was just the sll of lamb made a bit nauseous. My stomach hasn’t been feeling well recently."
"Oh..." Yvette Yates finally felt relieved, "When I saw you and Candace reacting exactly the sa, I thought..."
"You thought I was pregnant?" Raine Sinclair interjected, smiling faintly.
Yvette Yates realized she had misunderstood and laughed awkwardly, "How could that be? Judging by the tiline, if you were pregnant, wouldn’t that an it’s Jonas Hawthorne’s child? If he knew, would he really be willing to leave you?"
Originally ant as a joke, it threw Raine Sinclair into deep thought.
If she had told Jonas Hawthorne about her pregnancy a day earlier, what would have happened?
Yet, as soon as the thought popped into her head, Raine Sinclair dismissed it.
Even if she had told Jonas Hawthorne sooner, it wouldn’t cancel out his infidelity!
From now on, her child has nothing to do with Jonas Hawthorne!
"He loves Candace, not about the child." Raine Sinclair said, partly for Yvette Yates and partly for herself.
Yvette Yates sensed Raine Sinclair’s tone was off and quickly changed the subject, "Forget about it, want sothing to eat? Shall I make so porridge for you?"
"No need." Raine Sinclair knew she wasn’t that fragile, "So fruit will do."
Recently she had no appetite for at, especially anything with a strong sll, which made her nauseous.
"How about so grapes!"
Yvette Yates imdiately got up to wash so grapes for her.
Outside in the yard.
Candace Ford’s morning sickness wasn’t as severe, gradually subsiding over so ti.
Once she felt a bit better, she grew wary.
"Jonas, I just saw Raine also... could she be pregnant too?"
Unable to hide the doubts in her heart.
For such matters, apart from asking Raine Sinclair, Jonas Hawthorne was the only one who could be asked.
Aaron Jacobs heard this and instinctively glanced at Jonas Hawthorne.
He too wondered if Raine Sinclair might be pregnant...
But since the involved parties hadn’t said anything, he, an outsider without any information, had even less to say!
As Aaron Jacobs eagerly awaited, Jonas Hawthorne glanced at the villa, noticing Raine Sinclair hadn’t co out for quite a while, and Leon Grant had gone in as well, feeling inexplicably vexed.
"I’ll go check."
He stood up, striding towards the villa.
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