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Chapter 180 - Sick

Noah

By the time I stepped into the penthouse, I felt awful. A deep, gnawing nausea churned in my stomach, growing more intense with each passing minute. I couldn’t tell if my body was reacting to the thought of facing Raymond again, or if it was something more tangible.

The seafood I had for lunch replayed in my mind—had it been off? I stumbled to the couch. My head was spinning, my breath shaky.

I forced myself to nibble on some light snacks, hoping it would settle my stomach. To my relief, the nausea eased up slightly. Exhaustion was weighing me down. I crawled into bed early, desperate for rest.

But the night was far from peaceful.

The next morning, I woke up with a jolt. A violent wave of nausea hit me like a truck. I barely made it to the bathroom before throwing up.

My body shuddered as I leaned over the sink, groaning. This can’t be happening right now. Food poisoning? The timing couldn’t be worse. I had work to do, and I couldn’t afford to be out sick.

I splashed cold water
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