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 o n the sofa, and she looked very lazy and comfortable.
Clayton quickly cooked her some oatmeal. Nicole finally managed to stomach it and restored some vitality after finishing a bowl.
Nicole simply cleaned up and went back to the bedroom to rest. Clayton stayed in the study until very late.
When he went to bed, Nicole had fallen asleep, and she slept quite soundly.
The bed next to her sank down for a moment. Nicole was slightly conscious. She turned around and familiarly placed her hand on Clayton’s body. She even touched him a few timest o confirm that it was him before she could rest easy.
Clayton held her wandering hand and looked at her for a long time in the dark.
Nicole thought that he fell asleep, but she suddenly heard him call out to her.
“Nicole?”
Nicole answered in a daze.
Clayton placed his hand gently on her stomach. It was so gentle, like he was afraid of scaring
her.
He continued, “Do you want to keep this child?”
The night was very silent.
Nicole woke up from her sleep because of these words.
She opened her eyes and adjusted to the dimness of the room. She looked at his bright eyes that were looking at her expectantly and waiting for her answer.
Nicole pursed her lips and wrinkled her brow. “What child? I don’t have a child…”
Did Clayton misunderstand something?
Clayton’s voice was low and slightly aggrieved. “I saw it.. The pregnancy test.”
Clayton thought, ‘She’s still denying it? Is there another woman who came by to use this?’
Nicole blinked. “I think you‘re mistaken. You have to read the instructions to understand that
one bar means not pregnant, and two is pregnant…”
Her voice was very soft, but she confidently briefed him on the product.
Clayton could not help but let out a light laugh and hold her hand.
“I know, I just googled it.”
“Then why are you still…”
Nicole paused and pursed her lips. “It’s clearly one bar…”
Where did the child come from then?
Was he lying? Clayton frowned and raised his hand to turn on the light. The warm yellow light was a little too bright that Nicole felt slightly uncomfortable for a moment, so she reached out to block it.
Then, Clayton went out barefoot and walked in with something.
Nicole looked at him with disgust and leaned back.
Clayton, a germaphobe, held the pregnancy test in his hand without any care for cleanliness and happily gestured in front of her.
“Look! It’s two bars!”
Nicole’s gaze shifted to the kit. She narrowed her eyes and thought that she had misread it.
What happened?
Surprisingly, it was really two bars.
Her eyes widened in shock. Her mind was dizzy and blank, and she did not know how to react.
She clearly saw that it was only one bar just now.
