Chapter 228. VETTA'S DILEMMA.

　　Monah took the cup from Vetta, and looked her in the eyes, "Few weeks ago...was it your first miscarriage?" 　　She wondered what that have got to do with anything. "No, it wasn't." 　　"And, you didn't think to mention this when you came to take the Flushing Herbs, Mistress? I asked and you told me it wasn't important!" Monah cried, stricken. 　　Vetta arched her brows, sitting up on the table. "That was because it wasn't. You just wanted a reason to gossip with your friends. Now, tell me what's wrong with me, and give me herbs for it! Stop wasting my time." She responded through gritted teeth. 　　"There's been a severe damage to your womb." Monah breathed out slowly. 　　The mistress blinked twice. No, she didn't hear that clearly. 　　"What did you just say?" Vetta demanded. 　　"The pains, the cramps,the pinches, the bleedings....all of it wasn't from Door-ga or because you're pregnant. You have a severe damage to your womb, Mistress." 　　Her mind went blank. The words just kept whirli