Chapter 1713 Poor Quality Products

In the mirror, Nicole saw her pale face and colorless lips. She looked a bit weak. Nicole thought that she might be sick. She touched her forehead, but it was not hot. Clayton’s face was tense as he noticed her expression. He held her waist with one hand while he took a tissue in the other hand to dry her sweat, moving lightly and carefully. “How are you feeling? Do you still want to vomit?” Nicole closed her eyes and shook her head. She then flung her whole body into his arms and spoke a little breathlessly. “I don’t have any more strength, but I’m still so hungry.” Clayton pursed his lips. The worry in his eyes was obvious. His voice was low as he coaxed her. “I’ll make some oatmeal for you, okay?” Nicole nodded. Clayton picked her up and put her on the sofa, careful not to touch her stomach. However, Nicole did not notice his actions. She closed her eyes tightly. Her legs were resting on the sofa, and she looked very lazy and comfortable. Clayton quickly cooked her some o