I had never intended to hide it from Monique. After taking a sip of warm water, I nodded in response.
She paused for a few seconds before staring at me. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to get a divorce. Then, I'll go to Andoland to take care of my baby." After all, that was my original plan.
She rolled her eyes at me and was at a loss for words. "Look at you, you keep throwing up these days and even I can sense that something's wrong. You always hang around Hendrix, do you think he's an idiot and will not notice it?"
Monique was right but I couldn't leave immediately. It was impossible for me to leave everything behind and walk away.
If I did not handle it properly, Hendrix would get suspicious.
After pondering for a while, I made a phone call to Josiah. A few seconds later, he picked up the call.
After the previous incident with Hendrix, I had learned my lesson and waited for Josiah to speak this time around. I asked, "Doctor Saunders, do you have any ways to stop me from throwing up?"
Monique leaned closer to me and whispered, "What's up with Doctor Saunders? Why would he help you?"
I did not answer her question. I quietly listened to Josiah's reply as he said, "I have medicine for that but there are side effects. I wouldn't recommend it. I'll ask Albert tomorrow and discuss with him what kind of food can help with morning sickness."
"Okay. Thank you, Doctor Saunders."
"You're welcome."
After hanging up the call, Monique looked at me curiously and asked, "Hey, is there anything between you and Doctor Saunders?"
I pushed her head away and walked towards my bedroom, chiding, "Go to sleep. Stop being so nosy!"
As we headed for the elevator, I bumped into Hendrix and Josiah. When Josiah noticed me, he handed me a lunch box and explained, "Albert made you some soup to help with your recovery. I heard from Hendrix that you've been throwing up recently. It should be pseudocyesis after your miscarriage. You'll recover after a while."
Initially, I was worried that Hendrix would be suspicious. Yet, after listening to Josiah, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and replied gratefully, "Thank you."
Hendrix's face was sullen and emotionless. I was never able to figure out his temper and I did not know what he felt about me.
The elevator door opened and we entered the elevator together. The air was still but no one broke the silence until we stepped out of the elevator.
Kelsy stared at me and asked, "Miss Reid, you and Mr. Roberts...?"
"It's getting late. Let's go to the venue now." I did not want to explain. After our fight in the restaurant previously, I had not been meeting nor speaking to Hendrix.
After arriving at the venue, my temples throbbed when I spotted Sawyer. He noticed me and strode over energetically. He beamed, "Arianna, you are here!"
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