Chapter 90 Stubborn Humans

I accepted the glass of water my mother offered, rinsing my mouth before gasping out, "Morning sickness?" "Most women experience it when they're pregnant. How can you be so clueless?" my mother teased, though her smile did not quite reach her eyes. Seeing how weak I was, she added, "You should rest. Your stomach is empty from all the vomiting. I'll make you something to eat." I did not argue with her. Instead, I nodded and made my way back to bed. As I lay there, my hand instinctively moved to my belly. Morning sickness, huh? Whether I was expecting to or not, I knew the answer better than anyone. Why was I suddenly hit with such intense waves of nausea? "What's on your mind?" A deep, restrained voice echoed from beside the bed. I turned my head to see Idris standing there. He was by the bed, looking down at me from his towering height. I hesitated for a moment, then sat up and said, "I'm not feeling well today, so I won't be heading to Clearwater Residence." Moore had been taken