Chapter 194

It took Weston quite some time to understand what she meant by “indulging.” He noticed she was eating one mouthful after another, but her face was twisted, as if she was in pain. “Enough,” he whispered. “It’s indeed enough.” She stopped. She put down the chopsticks in her hands and flashed him a smile. Her face was so pale that it was almost invisible, and her lips were bright red. “I’ll vomit if I continue.” Her appetite had always been abnormal. Since her miscarriage, she felt nauseus every time she took a few bites. Weston had already arranged for someone to care for her health, but it turned out she had no major physical problem. The look on his face was dark and stormy. Although he didn’t care about her before, he remembered that she didn’t have this many problems. “How did this happen?” he asked suddenly in a deep voice. She knew what he was asking—he wanted to know why she turned like that after eating. She was fine before, even with everything that happened. If he