"But she didn't vomit before, did she?" After a long time, James said like this. When Lydia heard this, she nodded and chimed with him, "Yeah. Why didn't she vomit in the early days of her pregnancy?" James thought so. Didn't the doctor say that she would vomit when she was pregnant for one month? But she had been pregnant for three months. Elizabeth sat on the chair and still felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't spit anything out. That kind of feeling was really bad. Auntie Chang said with a smile, "Everyone's reaction is different. Most of the pregnant women vomit when they're pregnant for one month, but some of them are not like this. My niece is an example. She didn't throw up when she was pregnant. A woman I know started to vomit when she was pregnant for seven months. Some pregnant women only vomit for one month. Some pregnant women vomit in the whole pregnancy and some even vomit before they give birth to their babies." James was frightened by what
Elizabeth sat on the bed, holding a fresh lemon in hand. She put the lemon by her nose and smelled it from time to time. Every time she did that, she sighed with satisfaction. James sat on the edge of the bed. When he saw her like this, he was amused, but he was somewhat depressed in heart. "Hey." Elizabeth waved at James, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so unhappy?" James glanced at her, "Do I look unhappy?" Elizabeth nodded, "Of course, or why do I ask you like this?" James said gloomily, "It's all because of your morning sickness. I'm... very upset now." Sure enough... he felt smug too soon. Elizabeth sighed, "I'm also a bit upset, but there's nothing we can do." She shrugged her shoulders, "This is the common reaction that many pregnant women have, and I can't control it." "However." Elizabeth continued, "The doctor said that I could smell lemon when I feel uncomfortable. I think it works. Look at me now! I'm not as uncomforta
However, the fact proved that Elizabeth was too young and naive. A week later, she retched more and more often. She would be stimulated by some smells that were a bit heavy and could be ignored by others. She retched and came out of the bathroom again. She was not feeling well. Her face was pale and she had no strength. Seeing this, James couldn't do anything about it and was very anxious, "What the doctor said is of no use. Didn't he say that he had studied abroad? It seems that foreign medical skills are not very good. Those ways are not suitable for us." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes and didn't want to speak. "Dr. Shen actually can't think of a way." The more James said, the madder he was. He was very worried but he didn't know what to do, "Looking at your painful face, I'm really..." Phew! Morning sickness was really annoying. "Stop talking." Elizabeth said feebly, "I'll be fine in a few days." Although she said so, she couldn't
"In fact... it is not a favor." Xavier pondered for a moment before saying. James raised his eyebrows, "What's going on?" Xavier sighed softly, "Elizabeth met me last time and told me something about Zena. You should know this." James nodded, "Yeah, I know." "Anyway, because of what happened last time." Xavier couldn't help but smile, "I got good out of misfortune." Hearing this, James immediately became interested, "What do you mean? Tell me." "Well..." Xavier thought for a moment, "I went to that house, didn't I? I saw those paintings. At first, I didn't want to go, but I went there in the end. However, I not only have to thank you and Elizabeth, but also have to thank myself." "Oh?" "When I went there, I saw the paintings that Zena kept for me, and I finally let go of those terrible things in the past. The bad things that happened before..." He paused and smiled gently. When he was about to talk about his past, he didn't feel uneasy at
"I want to..." Xavier coughed lightly, "I want to see Zena." James originally thought that Xavier was going to tell him something else, and he was stunned when he heard this, "What?" "I said that I want to see Zena." After a long while, James finally squeezed out a few words, "Xavier, are you out of your mind?" Xavier finally disentangle himself from the past, and James was very delighted. He was glad that Xavier could mention Zena's name so naturally. After all, if someone was always unhappy about something or was unwilling to mention it, no matter it was because of care or hatred, it was not a good thing. Just now, when James heard Xavier say that he had fallen in love with a girl, he was happy for him, but... Was it because Xavier still cared about Zena? "No." Xavier shook his head, "Jimmy, I know you may be a little surprised, but... in fact, I haven't made up my mind, so I came here to talk to you about it." "What do you want me to s
Xavier sat in the car and stared at the old and rusty iron gate in front of him for a long time before he pushed the car door open. He came here after thinking about it carefully. Yesterday, he even went to see James and talked to him about it But when he really arrived, he found that his heart did not seem to be as relaxed as it was before he came here. However, should he go back like this? He didn't want to. Although the feelings in his heart were complicated, he was not uncomfortable enough to turn around and leave. Moreover... even if he hadn't been mentally prepared to see Zena, he had to think for Zena's parents, didn't he? Zena's parents treated him well before, and her mother had begged him... Besides, if Zena hadn't asked someone to keep those paintings for him, he probably hadn't recovered from his experiences and it was impossible for him to meet that girl. "Creak..." A dull sound came, which made Xavier come to sense. He nodde
Zena was dumbfounded for a moment. She raised her head and glanced at Xavier, and then quickly lowered her head. Xavier frowned, "What happened?" He asked again. It was her movement of ruffling her hair that made him see her face clearly. A part of her right cheek was red and swollen, and the swelling was big. Zena braced herself and stammered, "Nothing..." "..." To put it bluntly, such a place was like a painted tank of various colors. The prisoners couldn't be said to be honest and simple. "Did you quarrel with others?" Zena listened to these words and knew that he was concerned about her. When she thought about the unpleasant things that had happened to her, her nose twitched, but she tried her best to hold back her tears. She was ashamed enough, and she didn't want Xavier to know anything awkward about her. "No." Zena shook her head. After taking a deep breath, she forced herself to raise her head, "I live a good life here
Xavier sighed lightly, feeling a little mournful in his heart. He and Zena had known each other for so many years. He had never fallen in love with her like how he liked that girl, but... he had some feelings for her even if they were just friends. After all, they had known each other for a long time. She had done terrible things and made him live in the morass of despair. However... It might be somewhat ridiculous, because he really seemed to be the son of a monk. At this time, he had let go of all the painful memories and didn't want to think too much. Otherwise, he would be the only one in pain, wouldn't he? Maybe he was angry before, but when he saw that Zena lived a hard life but pretended to be happy, and she was in a hurry to tell him about the details of her life here, he... "Huh?" Zena looked at Xavier expectantly, "Xavier, say it." Xavier exhaled lightly and then shook his head slightly, "Nothing." Zena had thought that Xa