149: Grandma Schemes Something

**Chapter 149: Grandma Schemes Something**

Hanna clutched the sink tightly, her fingers turning white as they pressed against the cold porcelain edge. Nausea churned in her stomach, a hot, bitter wave rising in her throat. She lowered her head, brown hair falling into her eyes, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.

“I’m just feeling a little sick,” she murmured, her voice weak and hoarse. “Maybe it was the food… we tried so many new dishes, flavors I’ve never tasted before… maybe my body hasn’t adapted.”

Davis watched her, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“I don’t believe it,” he said skeptically. “The dishes I picked were from the best restaurant in town, so I doubt that’s the issue.”

Hanna raised her head, tears welling up in her brown eyes.

“It’s true!” she stammered, her voice trembling. “I feel sick, I’m not making this up.”

Davis sighed, crossing his arms and leaning against the bathroom door.

“I thought I was gaining your trust, but it seems your mind is still stuck in the past,